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tellywoodtrash · 3 years

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aryan is literalllllllly the fuckin dumbest. zero peripheral vision or gut feels.

lmaoooooooooooo yeah right, i’d like to see you shoot at vansh bhai, aryan. i really wanna see this lololololol.

lo aa bhi gaya vansh. (fuck he looks good in this shirt!!!!!! damn my stupid hormones making me horny for the absolute baaaaaaaaare minimum.)

ANGREEEEEEEEEEEE ZINDA HAIIIIIIIIII BHAGWAAN KA LAAKH LAAKH SHUKAR, MAIN MAHA MRITYUNJAYA JAAP KARWAUNGIIIII ISKE NAAM PAR

vansh [seeing an obviously shot angre]: angre, kya hua???

samosa khaate waqt ketchup kandhe pe gira diya........... DIKH NAHI RAHA HAI KI GOLI LAGI HAI TERE CHUTIYE BHAI KI WAJAAH SE?!?!!?! ANGRE DESERVES SO MUCH MORE THAN A FUCKING RAISE, MY GOD.

plan ke hisaaaaaaaaaab se. god i hate all the men in this show so much. angre honestly, why are you suchhhhhh a chaaatu for vansh’s ootpataaang plans?!?!

anyway long story short, vansh saw aryan spying, went and replaced all of aryan’s bullets with blanks, and sent the sms about riddhima being alive. LMAO DOES THAT MEAN HE ALSO CONNED A COOL 2 CR. OUTTA ARYAN?!?!!?! ASDKSADJLASKDJLKASDJKAS GOOD JOB, VANSHHHHHHHH.

angre like why i had to die for this tho???? oh angre, you sweet summer child. do you know NOTHING about your bhaiyya/bhaabi’s amaaaaaaazing relationship????? you think he’d give up a chance to emotionally manipulate her like this????

how’d the dumbass finalllllllllllllllly figure this is real riddhima tho??? also he has fully made his peace with treating his PREGNANT WIFE this way huh????

ishani/siya having a girly convo about siya’s “date”. ishani’s like “was it sizzling, burning, sensational?”

uhhhhhhhhh siya, if you’re feeling all these things, you should go see a gynaec. sounds like an STI to me.

this is a very creepy convo ishani is leading, about how far siya got with vyom. who wants such specific sexual details from their sister????????

asalkdjlaskjdlaskjdlaskljk ishani is like “men are like goats [....] they’re dumb. and women are powerful.” can’t say i disagree.

anyway this convo is really dumb and cringey and i can’t take it anymore. inke bhaiyya ka chutiyaapa dikhao, instead of this nonsense.

angre is over the moon ki this is riddhima bhaabi itself, unaware that boss is fuming ki uska chutiya kat raha hai.

6 ghante 6 ghante 6 ghante blah blah blah FUCKING OUT WITH IT ALREADY

the only time i like vansh as a person is when he’s smirky over buddhu banaao-ing aryan.

idhar aryan ne aake chugli kar di sabke saamne.

yeh anupriya ka kya hi chakkar hai, idgi. is she fr on vansh’s side now??????

riddhima khud entry maaar rahi, to prove aryan right.

everyone except siya’s reactions are like ugh, this bitch again 😒😒😒

LMAO VANSH/ANGREEEEE LOST RIDDHIMA AND SHE REACHED HOME BY THEN

ouff 10 min of dadi’s mafia queen reactions nonsense now.

lo vansh bhi aa gaya.

ASALKJDLASJDLSKAJDLKSAJDLKSAJDLKSALDKJLAS DADI STANDING ON THE STAIRS PULLING THAT KHAANDANI RIFLE ON HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I AM LEGIT LOSING IT LMAO.

ALSO ISHAANI IS STANDING BEHIND DADI, FULLY FOR IT. BAGAAAWATTTT KII PYAARI BEHENAA NE!

riddhima trying to interfere to save vansh (why???), and dadi’s like STFU B.

lol vansh playing stone cold stupid, like butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth.

he’s spinning yarn after yarn ki “YEH riddhima hai, WOH jisko maara woh humshakal thi. MERA PYAAAAAAAR WOULD NEVER GIVE ANY OF US DHOKAAAAAAAAAAAA.” pftttttttt.

vansh breaking it down for the truuuuuuuuuuuuuly stupid, ki he shot a girl who had riddhima’s face, she was dead, aryan confirmed it. now there’s a riddhima standing in front of all of them. thus............???????

bechaara aryan. bachpan mein thode aur badaam khaata toh shaayad itna bewakoof nahi hota.

lollipop girl is nodding appreciatively at all this drama; she’s honestly the most relatable character here. if i was a houseguest here, main bhi roz roz mazze looot rahi hoti in chutiyon ka.

le aryan ne phir bandook taan di riddhima par, to get her to uglofy the truth. ab toh isko pakka maar padne waali hai. remains to be seen by whom. hoping it’s vansh as per usual, but i shall take dadi also.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA RIDDHIMA’S LIKE ARYAN HAD KIDNAPPED ME. OMFG LOLLIPOP LADKI’S EXPRESSION AT THAT. SHE LOOKS LIKE SHE WANTS TO BE ADOPTED BY VANSH/RIDDHIMA’S DEVIOUS ASSES.

anyway riddhima flipped the whole damn game and is like dadi, aryan wanted to make you distrust vansh and that’s why he did all this and lmaoooooooo even vansh is a little stunned for a second or two and then jumps in and starts haan mein haan milaao-ing with wifey’s story.

ARYAN LIKE HEIN HEIN HEIN HO KYA RAHA HAI YEH SAB?!!?!?!? HAAAYE BECHAARA. SO SO STUPID HE IS.

riddhima rubbing it in reallllllllll good in front of dadi ki aryan tried to killllllllll meeeeeeeee!!!!! and now aryan’s like bitch imma kill you both istg and got the gun on them.

LOLLIPOP LADKI’S AMAZING FACES LIKE GO ONNNNNNNNN, DOOOOOO ITTTTTTT, I’D LIKE TO SEE YOU DO IT, SIR. LMAO MAN I LOVE HER.

ASLKADJLAKSJDLASKJDLKSAJLDKJSLAKDJLAS DADI’S GOT HER GUN SET ON ARYAN NOW!!!!!!!!!!! honestly, this whole family is just so fucking dysfunctional, there needs to be a wholeass team of mental health specialists monitoring them and writing case reports about them at all times.

vansh trying to talk aryan down and got shot in the arm for it. pehli baar aryan ne zindagi mein kuch sahi kiya hai.

LOLLIPOP GIRL IS HORNY AT THAT ALSO. MAN SHE’S SUCH A WHORE FOR DRAMAAAAAAAAA AND I FULLY RELATE TO IT.

oh goddamnit. he didn’t get shot. coz aryan sucks at aiming, just like he does at everything else.

ASLKJFDSLKJFLSDKJFLDSKJFLKDSJ VANSH STALKED UP TO HIM AND WAS LIKE “TUMHARA NISHAANA HAMESHA SE HI KHARAAB THA” AND GAVE HIM ONE SOLID SOCK TO THE JAW FOR THAT HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

someone make rrahul trim his damn beard, that thing is like a foot off his face. there must be whole ass beehives and civilizations inhabiting it.

aryan passing by dadi and is like you’re making a big mistake believing vansh/riddhima and their lying asses. and what did he get for that? one jhaapad from dadi also. lol. just not his dayyyyyyyyyyy, man.

LOLLIPOP GIRL’S SMIRKING AND HAS HER ARMS CROSSED AND I LEGIT ONLY CARE FOR HER REACTION SHOTS IN THIS SHOW NOW, LITERALLY NO ONE ELSE.

oh shit dadi is throwing aryan out the house. does he have anyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy skills to fend for himself outside this place? he’s gonna die in like 15 minutes.

dadi warning vansh ki if aryan’s baat sahi nikli, she gonna murder his and riddhima’s asses too. hey vansh??? now would be a good time to take your 5000 cr. and fuck off outta this crazy house rn.

riddhima can’t stop reliving angre’s death.

vansh’s here and just sooooooooooo cool about it. shouldn’t that tip her off?!?!?!?!

she’s like BITCH WHY ARE YOU SUCH A PSYCHOPATH, YOUR BEST FRIEND IS DEAD AND YOU’RE LIKE MEH????? HE DIED FOR YOU.

ohohohohohohoho ofc, he’s like he didn’t die for ME, he died for YOU. you and your dhoka are why he’s dead. today angre’s dead, tomorrow it’ll be me. waaaaaaaaaaah bhai. amazingggggggggg manipulation only. you should write papers and give TED talks about it, that’s how much of an expert you are at this.

do not tellllllllllllllllllllllllllll me she falls for this shit. pls god do not.

MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HER BRAIN FINALLY WORKED!!!!!!!!!!! SHE’S LIKE IF ARYAN’S SUCHHHHHHHHHHH A POOR SHOT THAT HE COULDN’T HIT YOU WHEN YOU WERE LIKE 5 FEET AWAY FROM HIM, HOW TF DID HE GET ANGRE RIGHT IN THE FUCKING HEART FROM SO FAR AWAY?????????? YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS SIS, THIS THE KINDA SHIT I’VE BEEN WANTING TO SEE FROM YOU FOR AGES NOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.

lol vansh is really pushing on the 6 ghante thing and she’s like ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, i get it now.

toh ofc he has to resort to sexy fuckery and pulls her under the shower to seduce it outta her.

riddhima don’t think with her pussy no more. she’s like you want the truth????/ i gotta confirm some shit first. took the gun (which he’d taken from aryan earlier) and left.

yup she went outside and found a blood ka packet. lolllllllllllllllllll vansh ki khairrrrrrrrrrrr nahi ab.

sopping wet saiyyaan is like what youuuuuuuu doing??? and she pulled the gun on him. bwahahahahaha. sis not so much of an idiot anymore.

LMAO SHE SHOT AT HIMMMMMM AND HE CAN’T BELIEVE IT. I LOVE ITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT.

she’s like bitch you and your lies and your dhokasssssssssss.

oh dang she fully called out his game, from sending aryan to manipulating her into being guilty for angre’s death. MANNNNNNNN, WHY DIDN’T WE HAVE THIS RIDDHIMA FROM THE FUCKING START????????????

oh now he’s gaslighting her about the dhoka. he’s got some nerve. i swear to god he’s asking to be shot for reals.

she’s like you know what, i woulda told you, but now, after all this fuckery, imma take it to the grave. bwahahahahahhahaha, i love it. exactly what my petty ass would do.

challenge challenge challenge and tashan waala walk-off. lol, what’s the point, tum dono ko jaana toh ek hi kamre mein hai.

ishani’s freaking the fuck out at angre’s haalat. oh damn. she really does love him!!!!

angre’s all mehhh, it’s part of the job, and OMG YES ISHANI IS LOSING HER SHIT AT VANSH BHAI’S CONSTANT CONTROL OF THEIR LIVES!!!!! FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“tum pehle mere husband ho, phir unke bodyguard!!!!!!!! HE HAS TO UNDERSTAND HIS LIMITS!!!!!!” OMGGG YESSSSSSSSSSS QUEEEEEEEENNNNNN BURN IT ALL TO THE GROUND. LEAVE THIS HOUSE WITH YOUR BOY AND NEVER LOOK BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

idhar riddhima and vansh seem to have made up???? she’s waking him up cheekily, and he’s all “good morning to youuuuu too, my love. 😏😏😏” they fucked in the night, for sho.

he’s like is this love or repentence for yest? and she’s like bitch tf i got to repent for????

lmao the way she’s staring at him as he drinks his coffee makes me think she’s poisoned it. or spat in it, at the very least.

standard pulling and falling and sexy stuff. lol these two are so dysfunctional. constantly trying to sex the other into submission. at least it’s more equal now, than just him making all the moves.

yeah, she’s doing all this shit to protect him from some shit FOR SURE. ugh yaaaaar. oh well, at least she got some chracter development outta it.

lol he got mad at her for not melting at his do takke ka seduction. son, you thought a bloody forehead kiss was enough? we’re not saying SHIT for less than 3 orgasms.

riddhima cooolyyyy regarding jeeta-jaata chalta-phirta angre, who thankfully has some sharam for his actions.

she’s like don’t worry, i’m not mad at you, i know vansh put you up to it; and he’s like yeah you know i have zero self respect when it comes to vansh bhai. he says jump, i ask how high.

and she’s like you’re your own person dude. and i hope you’ll one day realize that and do what you think is right, not just what vansh tells you to. DUDE I CANNOT BELIEVE THEY DIDN’T GIVE US THIS RIDDHIMA TILL NOW.

asdkljlaskjdlaskjdlaskjdlaksjdlkasj vansh speaking chinese was really not necessary but....... lol ok.

wtf even is this black box, dude?????? like.............. you know what, idec anymore. nothing in this show is worth wasting brain cells over.

snort, vansh assures his shady business friends that the black box is in safe hands, and instantly riddhima comes and picks it up from the table.

some sultry talk about love and war as they keep taking the box from each other. lol man you’re both so fucking lame.

anyway he put it in the safe and is being patronizing to her, and she’s like be careful at how you play this........ “kahin meri dukhti ragg pe haath na lag jaaye....” OH DAMN. DUDE. I THINK SHE’S LOST THE BABY OR SOMETHING. IT HAS TO BE SOMETHING THAT’S HURT HER MASSIVELY TO BRING ABOUT SUCH A DRASTIC CHANGE (OTHER THAN THE SHOW MOVING FROM TV TO ONLINE)

asldkjsaldjlskadjlksadjlksajd she’s threatening to tell dadi that he played this whole farce in front of her and he’s like U WOT MATEEEE

anyway both of them smilingly fucking each other up about 6 ghante ka raaz and how the other one will lose. man, y’all need SO MUCH THERAPY.

riddhima’s here talking to stupid shunya fucker; and he’s just laughing and talking about his stupid saxophone.

he’s all only the two of us know about this deal we have, no one else in the worldddddddddd knows......

and she’s like actually................................. there’s a third person.

cut to: MY DIL JAAN JIGAR KA TUDKA KABIR, STILL IN CHAINS, SCREAMING RIDDHIMA’S NAME, AND GROWLING ABOUT HOW VANSH WILL KILL HER WHEN HE FINDS OUT HER SECRET.

ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh boy. why did she have to tell vyom that kabir knows? now vyom’s gonna try and kill kabir for sure and i want the reverse to happen!!!!!!!! please god gimme some #kava love where vansh saves kabir from vyom to make up for that one time kabir saved his life from chang!!!!!! i just want my two boys together!!!!!!!!!

precap: same old chutiyapa. vansh got her fingerprints off a glass to open her phone; she tries to steal the black box from his secret room and he catches her. abbe yaaaaaaaaaaaaar.

#ishq mein marjawan 2 #immj2 #immj2 lbs #episode liveblogs

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legobiwan · 4 years

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ok so after reading your posts on it i read dooku jedi lost and??? during the entire present-time scenes i was screaming WHAT ARE YOU DOING OLD MAN. LOOK AT YOURSELF. LOOK AT YOUR LIFE CHOICES. and you are absolutely right about rael and qui-gon, and it's nice to see sifo-dyas too. and hoo boy that moss! so did he just have problems with force lightning showing up whenever he got upset? because damn, dooku, you might want to TALK TO SOMEONE ABOUT THAT. especially since you are NOT THE ONLY PERSON KOSTANA FUCKED UP. obviously it's not all on her but i wonder how she feels now jeez

ALRIGHT, HERE WE GO. So my thing about Jedi Lost -

First of all, there’s a fair amount I really like. Every minute, every damned millisecond of the material with Dooku, Rael, and Qui-gon is absolute fucking gold from Rael hugging Dooku, to Dooku captaining a fucking old timey skiff on the seas of course that pretentious bastard would, to Qui-gon and Dooku undermining about 1,000 Jedi and Republic laws to chase down the beings who sabotaged Ramil’s racing craft. Not to mention that whole scene with Rael and Dooku and RAEL INTRODUCING DOOKU TO PALPATINE COWBOY JEDI NOOOOOOOO DON’T DO IT. Honest to everything, Rael is such an intriguing character that I am willing to throw a lot of EU stuff out the window just to have him around. He’s amazing. We need more Rael Averross in our lives. We need the whole story as to how he and Dooku even got matched in the first place.

But here’s my beef with Jedi Lost.

It gave Dooku a way too obvious villain arc. Dad disowns you and is a prick? You have Random Dark Side lightning tendencies? Admittedly, Kostana was an interesting character and I thought Sifo-Diyas was handled quite well, in terms of him having actual, debilitating, TRUE Force Visions on the scale of something akin to a massive, severe form of epilepsy (contrasting with Qui-gon’s bullshit years later in Master and Apprentice). But I far prefer Dooku’s villainous origin story in Dark Rendezvous - his parents still rejected him, but not in an obvious way. They just...let him go. And that is the scar Dooku takes with him. “Every Jedi is a child his parents decided they could live without,” Dooku says in that book, and damn it all, that is a powerful statement and and damning indictment of the Jedi themselves. Because he’s not 100% wrong there. Parents - good parents, loving parents, perhaps - still might have given up their children. And given Dooku’s tendency to philosophize, I feel this is the perfect setup for his eventual fall, his preoccupation with the emptiness of the galaxy, the notion of being alone and why should any of it even matter (which links so well with his seeming preoccupation with collecting apprentices, and you know Obi-wan was high up on that list.)

So anyway, what I’m saying is that I would 10000000% keep the Rael and Qui-gon content but balance it with the more existential Dooku of Dark Rendezvous.

Ironically enough? He’s kind of the same oblivious asshole to Ventress in both books and is definitely making bad decisions when it comes to Sidious, Yoda, and Jenza.

#Anonymous #hello there #ask legobiwan #LOOK PEOPLE #hoooo #dooku #my favorite sith #yan dooku #count dooku #rael averross #qui gon jinn #dooku makes bad decisions #but you know #the lineage and all are not KNOWN for their fantastic decision-making processes #look at me answering my asks!#go legobiwan!

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childofsquidward · 3 years

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First Line Game

I was not tagged but I am going to steal this from @pietrothepoltergeist because it looked like a lot of fun.

Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories! See if there are any patterns. Choose your favourite opening line. Then tag 10 of your favourite authors! (Bold of you two assume that I’ve written more than three things in my entire life, but let’s see what I got. I’ll probably go from newest to oldest and regret everything, but still have fun ya’know?)

1) Untitled WIP/Just In Time Ch. 1 (Dil Dosti Dance & Kaisi Yeh Yaariaan Crossover)

Conceal, don’t feel, don’t let them know, Taani thought to herself. If Elsa can do it, so can you.

First of all, am I the only one who’s iffy about the way the show decided to spell ‘yaariaan’ or do I just not know how to spell? Anywho, the reason why I have this down as an untitled wip is because I don’t actually know if I want this to be chapter 1 of Just In Time, but this specific wip (which was just supposed to be a tiny drabble/one-shot) pushed me to create a wholeass fic. I think I started writing this back in 2017 (yeah, I KNOW) and I came back to it last month this year and was like, ‘lemme just write a fic cuz’ why not?’

2) Titanium Ch. 1 - Untitled (Dil Dosti Dance Fix-It Fic/Crossover w/ Best Friends Forever?)

“Yes bhai, I’m 100% sure I didn’t forget anything!” Taani assured her insane older brother for what she was damn sure was the seventy-third time, trying to find a store, any store, that was actually open at freaking four in the morning.

Am I only posting this on here so that I’m motivated to write more? Mayhaps. Also, idc if someone wants to consider this as two lines, I am considering it as one, thank you very much.

3) Runaways Ch. 1 - Untitled (TVD Fic)

Katherine always knew that getting on Klaus Mikaelson’s shit list would finally be her undoing.

I genuinely forgot that this was a thing that I was working once upon a time, aka I last opened this doc two years ago before I read through it again this year because I really wanna know if I can I actually write this.

4) Worth The Risk (WTR) Ch. 3 - Untitled (Dil Dosti Dance Fic)

If Swayam didn’t stop glaring at the dance floor as though he would set it on fire any second now, Varun swore he would bash his friend’s head into the nearest wall.

Oh man, I haven’t opened this document since March... Also, I know I can set the scene better than this, what the fuck Diya???

5) Falling In Love With Reyaansh Singhania (FILWRS) Ch. 3 - That Girl Is A Problem (Dil Dosti Dance AU but let’s be real every D3 fic I write is basically an AU)

“Taani, hurry up! We're going to be late!” Kriya shouted from the living room, tapping her foot impatiently, continuously glancing down at her phone as though a million hours would suddenly pass by if she didn’t.

This is what I’m currently working on aka I have had this doc open since January and it’s gonna be another 20k monstrosity that destroys my computer. (me @ me: YOU’RE BETTER THAN THIS)

6) Mother Knows Best (Original Work)

When I was younger, my mother never failed to remind me that every little choice I made had its place in the world.

So this was part of a creative writing assignment that I did back in March, the prof called it a “flash fiction assignment” and I had a lot of fun writing it (of the stressful kind, of course). I don’t know if I’ll ever continue it or elaborate on it because it’s fine as a standalone, it should not even be touched, truly.

7) The Truth About Taani (TTAT) Ch. 2 - The One With Swayam’s Stupid Face (Dil Dosti Dance Fix-It Fic)

“Dishu, are you sure your roommate won't have a problem with me staying here?” Taani asked for what Disha swore was the hundredth time.

The first line for Ch. 1 was so much better than this! Whatever, I’m actually excited to get back into writing this fic, even it’s been almost a year since I’ve even looked at it.

8) One Step At A Time Ch. 2 - The Haunted Engagement (D3 Fic)

"Is this the right address Sharon?" Vicky asks as they approach an old building that looks more like a haunted house that Disney threw up on rather than your average wedding venue.

L O L, this has to be completely unwritten and also once I’m done re-working my initial outline, this probably be posted (in 2035) as Ch. 1.

9) Unwritten Ch. 4 - Untitled (Dil Dosti Dance Fix-It Fic because all my fics are fix-it fics, come on now)

“You cut your hair.”

It’s literally been a year since I last opened this doc and I don’t even think that this is how this chapter is going to start, it’s just the beginning of a random dialogue exchange that will probably end up somewhere in the middle of the chapter. Lowkey, this whole exchange is actually fun to read, I kinda wanna post the whole thing.

10) Little Witch Ch. 3 - Untitled (TVD Fic)

“Stefan, I am not talking to him,” Bonnie says for what feels like the millionth time. “Either pick up the damn phone and keep me out of this, or I swear to god if that thing rings one more time I will throw it at your head.”

REMEMBER THIS HOT MESS?! Can someone please confirm that I deleted this fic? Again, still continuing it, but the first two chapters are so shit I feel like I gotta go back and fix it.

11) Somehow, Someway Ch. 3 - Untitled (TVD Fic)

Two weeks. They had been stuck here for two weeks. An entire fourteen days. Three hundred and thirty-fucking-six hours.

Y’ALL DIDN’T THINK I FORGOT ABOUT THIS DID YOU?! Oh man, I’m so sorry, I posted Ch. 2 in 2016 and that was that apparently. I am still chipping away at this fic though, I’m just a little more into my D3 fics just because I recently (aka April 2020) got back into the fandom. Also, yes, I know that I cheated and posted the first paragraph okay? I regret nothing.

12) The Evolution of BonBekah (TEOBB) Ch. 5 - Meet The Family II (TVD Fic)

Of all the things that Elena Gilbert thought that she’d have to get up at six in the morning for, trudging through hidden tunnels underneath the mayor’s property to look at ancient drawings on the walls of a fucking cave was not one of them.

Every time I tell someone that this is my favourite fic to write, they probably thing I’m the biggest liar on the planet since I posted Ch. 4 in 2016. This was originally supposed to be a series of drabbles that turned into a full-fledged fic because... have you met me? Also, yes, the title is a work in progress.

13) Gray (Original Work)

Another disgusting winter day in Toronto, just what I needed to start the week, Kat thought as she walked down the street to work.

This is just something that I was playing around with and maybe I’ll use it as a fanfic or elaborate on it or something, I don’t know, it’s just one of the few things I’ve written that I genuinely like. Also, I really wanted to post the entire first paragraph, but fine, first line it is.

14) Tumse Pyaar Hua Ch. 1 - Untitled (D3 Fic)

They won.

I would just like to mention that this is a re-write of a fic that I first wrote in 2013 and I found the original fic and cringed so hard like, I’m still a shitty writer, but at least I’m not as shitty as I was before. And yes, the first line of this entire fic will only be two words.

14) Sisters Ch. 1 - Untitled (TVD Fic)

“God, I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Bonnie mutters to herself, playing around with her drink as she waited at Rousseau’s for the absolute worst part of her life to arrive.

So... this is a thing that exists apparently. Maybe one day I’ll write it but like I probably won’t. But anyway, we got Bonnie in NOLA!

15) Just Like A Phoenix Ch. 1 (TVD Fic)

Bonnie’s life has officially turned into a fucking seesaw - except up and down were dead and alive in the former witch’s case.

The next line is: Seriously, fuck that.

16) Of Sparkles And Broken Bones Ch. 1 - The Decision (Original Work)

I’m going to end up being a human sacrifice, aren’t I?

I know, original work from me, how shocking. I genuinely believe that this is one of the few good things that I’ve written just because it was written within a creative writing class where I got a ton of feedback from other people, so it’s like a solid piece. One day I’ll get back to it. Also, the title is not set in stone and will most likely be changed.

17) Help Me, Date Me (Snowest One-Shot)

“What about Ronnie?” Caitlin Snow glanced up from her ever-so sacred ritual of painting-the-pages-of-her-notebook-until-her-highlighters-eventually-bled-through, annoyed that her rhythm was disrupted by her new friend Barry, who had taken a seat across from her as if he didn’t know he was a dead man.

Okay, so I completely forgot that I had a list of fake-dating drabbles for Snowest that I started but never finish (classic Diya move) and I think that maybe I wanted to put them altogether into a one-shot but I just never got around to it??? But anyway, this was like back in 2018 and honestly, I kinda wanna try finishing it because I forgot how much I missed Snowest. Also, the next line is: He definitely knew he was a dead man.

18) Wild One Ch. 3 - The Malhotras (Kaisi Yeh Yaariaan Fic)

"Is something burning?" Naina Malhotra grumbled to herself as she flopped out of bed and trudged down to the kitchen.

WELL HERE’S A BLAST FROM THE PAST!!! I forgot this existed tbh, and this particular chapter was posted back in 2015 and is most definitely still out there somewhere on the internet. That being said, I did start re-writing it maybe like, 3 years ago... and then I didn’t.

19) Untitled

"Shit!" yelled Samar.

I have no idea what this is from. All I know is that it’s 108 pages and that’s the first line. Who the fuck is Samar???

20) Untitled

“What. The. Fuck”

That’s it. That’s the first line. Idk what this is for, but I haven’t opened this doc since 2017 and I was one fic away from 20 fics so I was like why tf not?

Tagging: Anyone that wants to do this!!!

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roseskiesandbutterflies · 5 years

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Killer Queen: Chapter 8 - Scandal

Summary: Life is easy when things go your way. I know this from experience. I also know that that can disappear in an instant and that you have to be able to rely on your friends. Luckily my name is Arabella Ruth White and I’m the fifth marauder. But I want to show you the girl behind the mask. It takes a lot of work to be this fabulous, darling.

A/N: If I got any information about Diwali incorrect, please let me know so I can change it. I'm not Hindu and all of my research was done online and I dread to think how reliable that actually is. Also, happy late Diwali since it wasn't that long ago. That's a lie but let me have this, please.

Drunk Ruth is the funniest thing I've written in a while also more writers need to try writing drunk narrators for their stories because some wack shit comes out of that. Bonus points if alcohol is not featured in the scene at all. Double bonus points if you're writing in the third person. Extra double bonus points if the narrator almost reveals important events that haven't happened yet (could be used as a plot device). The drunkenness was definitely not inspired by the amount of Echo Falls I had last night.

Me?? Including my feminist shit in my stories?? More likely than you think. Please don't start arguing over abortion in the comments though, please. Thank you kindly. I just felt the need to yeet in my opinions about it after all the shit that happened in the USA.

Sorry for not updating for about six months. It is a bit ridiculous, I know, but oh well. Half-term ended up being a lot busier than anticipated and I had a lot of writer's block and procrastination when I finally got around to writing this. And I did my research and Diwali actually fell on Sirius's birthday in 1975. You would not believe how happy I was about that. If you caught the Brooklyn Nine-Nine reference I love you. The title for this chapter came from Queen's 1989 album, The Miracle.

Word Count: 3.2k+ (hopefully that makes up for the delay)

Inspiration: You Can’t Make Me Love You by -FromEden- on Wattpad, All The Young Dudes by MsKingBean89 on AO3, The Boy Who Killed God by @sirius-black-killed-god

Warning(s): talk of pregnancy and abortion, underage drinking (although it’s in the UK so it’s fine lmao), swearing

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Never before had Diwali fell on and around Sirius's birthday. James had joked about it many a time in the past but the look on his face when he discovered the date of the next new moon in Astronomy was one of surprise and amusement. This meant Sirius's usual birthday celebrations - a.k.a. a ridiculous party - would have to be slightly altered. Not that the birthday boy minded an awful lot. He was rather fond of the traditions involved and his face lit up like the diyas themselves. The day before had been spent creating Rangoli patterns on the floor of their room, Kingsley thankfully not minding as it was part of James's culture. Also, as it had been a Hogsmede weekend, we spent the majority of the day following James around so he could buy new things for the Hindu new year. And also to get Sirius's birthday presents when he was too distracted by the games in Zonko's.

James's parents had sent a huge box fall of diyas, all varying in colour and size, that had required four owls to carry. Along with it was a lovely heartfelt letter to all of us, reminding to stay safe and revise and all that, but to also have fun with whatever we were getting up to. James definitely teared up at one point but he remained in denial. Silly billy.

Now, after knowing James for a good four years, my knowledge of Hinduism was rather extensive, if I do say so myself. So according to James, Diwali lasts for five days with different festivities on each day. This year, it had started on Halloween so as soon as we returned from our epic prank, we quickly set up with the help of a spell or two and then let James do his thing. The same pattern repeated until now, which was the fourth day of the celebrations and James's favourite day, in his not-so-humble opinion.

Last night had been spent by setting off as many fireworks as we could possibly do, using the fact that it was Diwali to our advantage. They couldn't exactly tell us off for celebrating a festival, right?

Today was the first day of the Hindu New Year so, of course, we had stayed up last night to welcome it properly. This meant we were all a little tired, especially since we woke up a little earlier too.

The night to come appeared to be rather busy so, while Peter went to get some breakfast for us all, we set up the new diyas, cleared the ones that had burned out last night and fixed the slightly smudged rangoli patterns. Once James had declared everything good enough for tonight - which, as you can imagine, took quite some time - we headed down for our first lesson of the day.

Fucking Herbology.

Sirius did, on many occasions throughout that lesson claim that since it was his birthday, he legally didn't have to be there because he was "Sirius McFucking Black and no man can tell me what to do from this day forward".

Unfortunately for him, Professor Sprout was no man and in fact a very angry woman who "will still give you detention Mr Black if you continue with that language in my classroom".

Suddenly, a petite, barn owl flew in the classroom with a letter in its beak. This could only mean one thing: an escape route. I rapidly tapped on the arms of the boys, not once taking my eyes off of the owl, "Teacher owl, teacher owl, teacher owl, teacher owl."

They all snapped their heads up to look at said owl, who was now perched on Sprout's desk. The teacher took the note - the owl took its leave - and she read it carefully, squinting. A look of both gratitude and distaste made its way onto her face. Definitely for one of us, then. The boys seemed to think the same as I was met with excitement and intrigued looks when I turned to them.

"White!" Sprout's voice boomed throughout the greenhouse, holding up the letter. Groans of disappointment rippled throughout the class and people started going back to their work. She handed me the letter and I opened it without haste.

Dear Miss White,

Please go to my office right away. This is a matter of urgency. You are not in trouble but this does, however, concern your family.

Sincerely,

Professor Dumbledore.

P.S. I have been rather fond of chocolate frogs lately.

Now, unsurprisingly, I had received enough of these notes in the past to know that the whole chocolate frog thing was just a hint for the password. Not very subtle but oh well. The matter at hand was obviously what the fuck this was about. I wasn't in trouble for starters which was, quite frankly, weird. A million possibilities ran through my mind as to what this could be about. It involved my family and was serious. Did someone die? Merlin forbid it but at the current state of the wizarding world, I couldn't help but consider it. It was certainly a possibility, as much as I wished it wasn't.

"What does it say then?" James asked in an extremely disheartened tone.

"I need to go and see ye olde Dumbledore. Doesn't say why," I started packing up my stuff to leave.

"Someone's in trouble!" Sirius said in a sing-song voice that made me want to punch him in the face.

"No, it clearly says I'm not in trouble, you dickhead!" I yelled as I smugly strolled out of the greenhouse.

"Bitch!"

"Twat!"

"Prick!"

"Wanker!" I ran out as quickly as I could after that, leaving Sirius to get into trouble with Sprout. That was my birthday present for him. I practically sprinted to Dumbledore's office, every cell in my body bursting with curiosity. Once I arrived, I pretty much fell into his office from pure exhaustion. Exercise and I were not on good terms. I picked myself up from my mostly ungraceful entrance to see two people already sitting opposite the headteacher.

"Ah, Arabella, glad to see you received my note. Take a seat," Dumbledore greeted me and gestured to the chair closest to me. I cautiously took it and only then did I get to finally see who I had the pleasure of having this meeting with. None other than the Head Girl and Boy. Or otherwise known as my cousin and her boyfriend. Melanie and Filip. The golden students of Hogwarts. Everybody idolised them and for good reason. Seemingly perfect, they were the Athena and Apollo of our school. Smart but not bookworms. Kind but not pushovers. Beautiful but not vain. So it was no surprise to anyone when the titles they held were bestowed upon them. I, for one, did not believe in soulmates but Melanie and Filip came pretty damn close. Melanie was the daughter of my mother's twin sister. Two years older than me although I think I had corrupted her more than she had me. The type of cousin that you only saw once in a blue moon but when you did, all hell broke loose and you had the time of your lives. I knew very little of Filip but his reputation of being an all-around nice guy preceded him for miles. Their presence was some form of comfort to me because I couldn't possibly be in trouble if they were here too.

"May I ask what this is about?" I looked around the room for it had fallen silent. Melanie uncharacteristically refused to look at anything other than her lap. Filip was gazing off into the distance as if he was a model. Dumbledore was just being Dumbledore so no changes there, not that I expected any.

"Melanie, would you like to explain?" the headmaster asked to which the girl in question frantically shook her head.

"I can't," her voice, no louder than a whisper, broke halfway through. My heart instantly dropped, this couldn't possibly be good. She was usually so strong, so independent. I didn't recall ever seeing her cry so this must be a big deal. Filip grasped her hand and squeezed it tightly.

"Filip?" Dumbledore tried a different strategy.

Clearly struggling with his words, he ended up just murmuring, "Melanie's pregnant."

And so it seemed that even the finest china you had ever seen could be chipped. Misfortune would always be lurking somewhere in the shadows, ready to strike at any given moment. Nobody was ever safe from it, not even the few angels who walked among us. Out of all of my friends, Melanie would be one of the last I would suspect of being pregnant. This list of friends included my male friends so that was saying something.

But at the same time, who was I to judge her? It wasn't as if I was a virgin either. That ship sailed a long time ago. She was allowed to do whatever (and whoever, if you know what I mean) she wanted. Providing she wanted this to happen. Not the baby but the cause of it. Some people can be absolute twats sometimes but if the father was indeed Filip, surely that wasn't the case.

Regardless of how it occurred, they now had to work out what they were going to do about it. Would they be expelled? Arrested? They were both 17 and therefore adults in the wizarding world. They would be fine, right?

"Ari?" Melanie spoke up, audibly calmer than before and much more like the Melanie I knew and loved, "Say something please."

Only then did I realise that my rather extensive thought track meant that I had not yet said anything. "Sorry, I just- what are you planning to do about it?" That was my top priority for I needed to know how to support her. I couldn't care less about her decision but I did care about her.

"Wait, you're not mad?" relief visibly flooded every cell in her body like a waterfall. I hated that she had been expecting anger and disgust when I would never be like that towards her, even if I wanted to.

"Darling, of course, I'm not mad! These things happen, OK? I just need to know what you want to do about it."

She bit her lip and exchanged a quick glance with Filip, who had been gradually relaxing since I had first spoken, "We're not sure just yet if I'm honest. I was wondering what you had to say on the matter?"

"I will support you no matter what," I answered truthfully, "You want to have the baby? You have the baby! I will be that aunt who corrupts it as much as possible and you know it. But if you're not ready then just abort it! No one will hate you if you do, it's just a fetus the size of a grain of rice for crying out loud! It's entirely up to you, my dear."

"Well said," Melanie smiled slightly. Dumbledore cleared his throat and we all turned to him.

"Just as Arabella kindly put it, you do indeed have the choice. The baby won't be due until August and, seeing as you will no longer be at Hogwarts by then and will both be 18, you hold the right to keep it."

A long, rather awkward silence ensued, which was understandable given the situation. Melanie's glazed eyes told me she was deep in thought but a small, impatient part of me just wanted to break her from her trance, shake her up and down and yell at her to make a decision. I told myself to shut the fuck up because this was a huge decision to make and could potentially affect the rest of her life. Regardless of her choice, this would become something that would certainly loom over everything for a while at least. Besides, it was easy for me to tell her to hurry up because I wasn't going to be the one to raise the damn child. Or children. Twins were common in our family. Luke and Rhea for example. And my mum and Melanie's mum too.

"I'm going to keep it," Melanie whispered. I almost missed it due to the voices inside my head. I still didn't believe it.

"Really?" I asked, sounding a lot more incredulous than I intended.

"Yeah, I, sorry, we," she squeezed Filip's hand back, "We always knew we would have kids after Hogwarts, so why not get a head start?"

I had to admit she made a valid point and, if the look on Filip's face was anything to go by, this baby would grow up having two loving parents. Though, I couldn't ignore my instincts screaming at me to stop her, to tell her that this was a bad idea, to tell her that this wasn't going to go according to plan because nothing ever does. Even while I watched Dumbledore promise to hide the pregnancy. Even while I watched their faces of glee at the realisation that they were going to be parents. Even while I said my goodbyes and left the office. Even then I stayed silent. Because who was I to try and control my cousin's body?

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The second lessons ended for the day, Minnie collected James so she could take him to the Mandir in Edinburgh, as worship and seeing family was an important part of Diwali. He wouldn't be back until after dinner so we spent the time 'studying' to get Remus off of our backs and then set up for the party later on. Without Sirius looking of course. Although I must say getting him to bugger off for a while was easier than expected and may or may not have involved an extreme game of fetch. Let's just say that Snivellus wasn't all that pleased to find me lobbing his beloved textbook down the stairs.

All of the stairs.

Personally, I found it hilarious but Lily had a slight difference of opinion. Even when I tried to defend myself and call it my other birthday present to Sirius.

Regardless, it got one of my crackhead friends out of my hair for a while. We managed to hang banners from the ceiling, enchant a disco ball to whizz around like a not-as-dangerous bludger and cast a spell that meant glitter would just hover in the air to give the common room a glitzy feel to it.

Perfect for Sirius's sixteenth birthday. Although that concept alone was a little hard to comprehend. The fact that he had the mental age of a six-year-old was seriously convincing me that his birth certificate was wrong. That would explain a lot except he was still a fucking tall bastard. Although seen as I was only five feet one, everyone was tall compared to me. Apart from Alice, the fucking midget. She may or may not be only half an inch shorter than me but that half an inch made all the difference ('That half an inch made all the difference': title of Marlene's sex tape).

Moving on, the party itself started at around 9 so as to give everyone enough time to get ready. In that time, I managed to throw on a silver glittery jumpsuit with flowy legs and matching heels, do my hair and makeup and put on my accessories; all of which take longer than you first expect. An animated look was painted onto Sirius's face when we gave him permission to open his eyes and see what we had definitely put effort into creating for him. 'Permission' seems like a strong word until you learn that we had to hex his eyes shut to prevent premature peeking. We know him too well.

We had David Bowie records blasting from my poor record player all night, and while I tried to sneak in a couple of Queen ones every now and then, James just reprimanded me, saying that "it should be up to the birthday boy" and that "I would get my turn in a few weeks anyway". To which I did what I do best and sulked next to the drinks table by myself, thinking of ways to piss James off that I would almost certainly forget by the time I was sober. I was coming up with ways to fuck up the wanker's beloved broom while having a few gulps of what I believed was firewhiskey, when Remus approached me, tension oozing from every part of him. He grabbed the rest of my drink, downed it all in one go without a trace of a grimace, before turning to me and huffing deeply.

"What's up, buttercup?" Okay, so I might not have been entirely sober enough to deal with can-and-will-kill-you-if-you-do-so-much-as-breathe Remus but I'd be damned if I didn't give it a good go. Besides he wouldn't dare murder me. He loves me but he's bloody terrified at the same time, the same goes for pretty much everyone now I think about it.

Okay back to the issue at hand. Remus just gave me one of those looks that pierces your soul so sharply that you have to look down to make sure you haven't just been stabbed. Once I got past that armour of I-know-your-entire-life-story-and-I-would-sell-it-for-half-a-pizza-and-a-milkshake, I found a look of such hopelessness that I found myself unwillingly sobering up slightly, "Darling, what's going on?" I leaned in, knowing full well that he was going to be as quiet as possible with his reply. God, I know too much about these crackheads.

Of course, I was right with this assumption as he mumbled, "I got into a fight with Idania," he looked at me with a sorrow that I wasn't used to seeing in any of my friends, let alone at a party.

But I could only see red because I don't care you the fuck you are if you hurt any of my friends then you better fucking pray for your life. Jaw visibly clenched, voice dangerously quiet, "Where is she?" My temper was inches away from bubbling over when he didn't respond, "Where the fuck is she, Remus?"

I made to move, tunnel vision without even knowing what happened, but he grabbed my arm first, an iron grip from years of stopping me from launching punches at certain people, "No, Ruth. I wouldn't let you even if I knew where she was." He stared at me in a way that was scarily reminiscent of McGonagall and I knew I couldn't just leave him like that.

"What happened then?" I was trying my hardest to calm down and decided that my best shot was to drink some more.

"She saw some of my scars and asked where I got them from and I wouldn't say and it just escalated from there. What was I supposed to say? There's nothing you can say in that situation that won't worry her," he sighed and gulped another drink down.

I furrowed my brows, concentrating on thinking of a solution, though nothing came to mind. He had a point after all, what do you say when that happens? It all comes down to violence in one way or another and you can never not stress someone out with a cause of pain. "She'll come round if she's worth keeping."

A tiny flicker of hope danced in his eyes, minuscule but still there, "I hope to Merlin you're right."

"Honey, same," I pushed a cup of something into his hand and grabbed one for myself," But for now, we can get pissed off our asses and worry about this tomorrow. Sound good?"

"Oh fuck yes."

#marauders #james potter #Sirius black #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #marauders headcanon #marauders imagine #marauders fic

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mercyinthestars · 6 years

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21 and ppkm if youre interested in butterfly soup ever again, or 48 in general? if you were asking for prompts i mean

sure thing!! thanks for asking! drabble below :)

Noelle really didn’t have the patience for this. Thirty minutes into their school field trip to San Francisco, and Akarsha was already soaked. She couldn’t tell what was worse – the endlessly-irritating pout the other girl was now sporting, or the weird smell her neon windbreaker gave off when wet. The sad drooping of Akarsha’s mini-buns would likely be enough to inspire sympathy in a lesser person, but Noelle staunchly refused to succumb. The weather forecasts had been out for days now; Akarsha had no one but herself to blame for leaving her umbrella at home.

Naturally, Min and Diya had left her to deal with Akarsha alone, claiming there was some shaved ice place they wanted to check out in their two hours of free time before the mandatory museum tour. Noelle’s initial reaction was to question why those two were so obsessed with shaved ice, but Min had managed to sneak her favorite butterfly knife onto the bus, and Noelle had the feeling she wouldn’t hesitate to break it out. Regardless, she’d watched them happily trot off into the rain, disgustingly in love as usual, and felt a distinct pang of irritation at the prospect of being saddled with Akarsha for the next 120 minutes.

(Irritation, yeah. She was definitely irritated.)

Despite this unexpected challenge, Noelle firmly resolved to stick to her previously-planned schedule. First, they would walk to 24th Street and visit a bookstore that had gotten great reviews from Liz and Chryssa, who had gone on this very field trip three years ago. Next, they’d try to find a semi-decent tea shop so she could bring her mother back some oolong tea, the only reason she had been allowed to go on this trip, and then they’d finish up with an outing to a stationery stop Diya had told her about.

It was a perfect plan. She just had to get Akarsha to cooperate, a task easier said than done.

Thirty minutes later, Noelle was sorely regretting that decision. The small umbrella she’d brought for herself wasn’t big enough for Akarsha to also fit under it, and on any other day she would’ve given it to the other girl just to shut her up, but if she came home with wet clothes, her mother would never let her go on another field trip. Akarsha’s soaked state meant that the bookstore wouldn’t let her in, and though the tea shop owner had been somewhat kinder, Noelle doubted the stationery shop would share the same mentality.

The day had already completely gotten away from her, and she wanted to be mad, but it was becoming increasingly clear that Akarsha was miserable enough without Noelle’s added nagging. She visibly deflated every time she had to stand outside and watch Noelle attempt to shop as quickly as humanly possible, and that small, empathetic part of Noelle’s brain knew it couldn’t be any fun for her. It wasn’t really Akarsha’s fault that she was so forgetful – Noelle had been over to her house exactly one time, and the combined chaos of her overly-talkative parents and abundantly-energetic siblings had made sure that one visit was enough. She didn’t know how Akarsha dealt with it on a daily basis, but she could certainly tell where the girl got her hyperactive personality from.

By the third round of watching Akarsha’s gloomy figure through the shop windows, Noelle was ready to throw in the towel and head over to the museum early, carefully-laid-out plan be damned. She was halfway out the stationary shop door, empty-handed and annoyed as ever, when she spotted a colorful display out of the corner of her eye. Noelle approached cautiously, instinctively not trusting anything brighter than the muted plaid flannel she kept tied around her waist. She fought back a smile when she realized the display was a selection of vibrant umbrellas, each one sporting some variation of painfully flashy colors. It was almost as obnoxious as Akarsha’s usual choice of fashion, which meant that it would probably be the perfect gift to pacify her.

When she emerged from the store, Akarsha immediately turned around with a frown, as though expecting an insta-lecture. The grin on her face when Noelle pulled out the eyesore of an umbrella she’d purchased was priceless. “Is that for me?” she asked, a teasing lilt to her voice. “Gosh, Noelle, I knew you liked me but I didn’t think we were at the marriage stage yet – after all, I know this must be, like, engagement ring-level for you–”

“Shut up, Akarsha,” she said, rolling her eyes. “This is for us to share, so don’t thank me too much.”

A lesser version of the pout from earlier returned. “Really? You couldn’t just get two? Not that I’m opposed to some quality time with my bestie, of course, but your elbows are super pointy and you have the tendency to shove them in my side when we’re walking together.”

“Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth, just shut up and get under the umbrella,” Noelle snapped. She hoped it wasn’t as obvious to Akarsha as it was to her that her tone wasn’t nearly as harsh as it should’ve been. Logically, she knew that Akarsha was right – the umbrellas weren’t that expensive, and she could have easily purchased two. But some stupid, little voice in the back of her head had told her to just get the one, that maybe it would be nice to share an umbrella with the other girl.

Yeah, she didn’t want to think about why that thought might have occurred.

Wisely, Akarsha kept her mouth shut and got under the umbrella. Noelle had expected the fifteen-minute walk to the museum to be utterly tortuous, but – something about having Akarsha right next to her, warm in spite of the autumn chill, smelling faintly of orange blossom, isn’t so bad. It’s actually kind of… nice, a thought that is far too horrifying for Noelle to consider longer than half of a second.

And now, as they meet up with Min and Diya at the museum, Min is quick to send a hundred different jokes and jabs their way, and even Diya smirks at the sight of the two sharing an umbrella that a sane Noelle would never buy. It’s Akarsha, however, who still seems the most shocked by it all. “You didn’t have to do that,” she murmurs as Noelle shakes the rain out of the umbrella and sets it down by the museum’s entrance.

“I know,” Noelle says, allowing a smile to tug at her lips this time. “But I wanted to. Try not to think about it too hard.”

To Akarsha, it sounds just a little bit like “I love you”.

#ppkm #butterfly soup #noelle and akarsha #ppkm drabbles

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badedramay · 3 years

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arylie ki pasoori - 15/02/22

Devi Imlie Maata teri sadaaa hi JAI!!

matlab epi ki start hi Maata ki Mahanta ke bhajan se huaaaaa. not a single cell within me was surprised to see her neither grateful nor apologetic towards Aryan. in fact ussi ki lecture suna rahi thi xD But love my man Aru who did NOT buy any of her excuses. bol hi diyaaaa ke usse buss puri banane pe well done milne ki khushi hai..kaam ke liye nahin.

real talk? i know the writers put in these scenes as a way to address the blunders they made but like..what’s the point? token reprimanding scenes daal dete hain and then it’s back to whatever sasta nasha they phoonkofy.

khair.

Tripathi House ka drama chalu hai...breakfast table se hi shuru hogaya. L M A O Aryan haq se bething on Nalla’s seat and Nalla being all 😐 because range hi itni hai. but OOOOOOOOOHHHHH!! ARUUUUUUUU’S REACTION!!! when he heard Imlie made NALLA’S favorite dish askdjawhea! yeh ishq nahin hone wala aasaaan ashiq singh rathore!!

Aryan and Malini. Noice. listen i KNNOWWWWWWWWW Malini has done some inexcusable kaands in her life but I can’t really hate her?? her actions are questionable but her intentions are right, you get what I mean? she just wants to be happy with her husband and doesn’t want any ateet ka khatta meetha saaya hovering around them. what’s wrong with that? ainvayi villain bana ke rakh diya hai. but looooooooooooool when Aryan asked her what exactly she has done in the past to separate Imlie and Aditya was such a smart move. and a very well obvious one too ke baaji itnaaaa jo you say I have done toh tell me what you’ve done?

turns out the teaming up was all a plan!!

not even gonna TRY to get into the timeline.

AJKSDHWEKJAW! Imlie will do the most ABSURD things with Aryan and he’ll very gladly tag along with her until the last moment. what was that hypnosis scene?! xD banda was ready for anything! but the moment she said he’ll do Imlie’s “Seva” and he snapped out of it! which is very I N T E R E S T I N G~ last night I said that Aryan will continue to give Imlie more of his power but GOSH DAMN TODAY’S EPISODE GAVE ME NEW THOUGHTS TO BE THUNK!!

WILL I EVER GET OVER MY SQUEALS ANY TIME ARYAN USES IMLIE’S LINGO ON HER?! “Bulabwa”? MAAR HI DAALO MUJHE ARUUU ZINDA REH KE KARNA HI KYA HAI?!?!?!?

AND NOW THE BEST FUCKING PART

FAKE DATING???

DID IMLIE SUGGEST THE MOST FAMOUS FAKE-DATING TROPE FOR THEIR PLAN?!

HER FUSED BULB HAVING THIS STROKE OF GENIUS! LIKE NO CAP I SCREAAAMEEEEDDD????????

Imlie basically said everyone already assumes you are my boyfriend so why not just fucking go with it??? AKDJHAKEWJA NOT HER SAYINGG SHE DOESN’T EVEN KNOW WHAT IT MEANS!

“Boy ho. Friend ho. Toh iss mein galat kya hai?”

BEHENOOOOO WHEN I SAY ISS WALE JAANIYA PE MAINE BHANGRA DAALA TOH TRUST ME CUZ MAINE BHANGRA DAAALAAAAA!!!!

it’s now getting FASCINATING for me watching how Imlie treats Aryan....or rather sees Aryan. she gets concerned when he coughs and asks if he’s okay. but then very next second she tells him he’s devoid of any emotions so it’s not like he has anything to lose if they carry on with this plan? MATLAB BEHEN???? PICK ONE STRUGGLE????

AHEAWKJEA I KNOW THIS IS MY SCREAM CORNER BUT hold up hold up! Imlie sees everything she just is very very VERRYYY selective and slow in processing those things. is her assessment of Aryan wrong? oh yeah. but is her assessment groundless? Heck no! today I was confused if she thinks too highly of him or she thinks the opposite???

for her emotions are her strength but she also acknowledges they are her weakness. AN ACKNOWLEDGEMENT SHE ONLY GOT AFTER MEETING ARYAN BECAUSE IT WAS HIM WHO DRILLED IT INTO HER HEAD TO START ACTING LOGICALLY AND NOT EMOTIONALLY!! so for HER to assume Aryan is not capable of emotions SPECIALLYYYY petty emotions of jealousy is....IT MAKES SENSE YOOOO!

for her, he’s the winner. top of the game..ahead of everyone by miles. and love by definition is about surrendering and losing. WHY WOULD SHE THINK HE WOULD CHOOSE TO...oh em gee I’m gonna say it...TAKE ON THIS PASOORI?!?!??!

WHICH THEN TRIGGERS ARYAN BECAUSE..ASDKLASEHAWKEAW I AM SCREAMING CRYING SHAKING HERE BUT BECAUSSEEEE IT WAS HEERRRRRR WHO HAS AWAKENED THE FEELINGS IN HIM IN THE FIRST PLACE?!?!?

Imlie took her jokes with him too far and It is the first tiem Aryan has reacted so strongly to the jokes so her shock was understandable. before this he almost willingly set himself up to be the butt of her jokes and he never said anything. THAT WAS THEIR EQUATION. and now Imlie hit a nerve when she said it was just too impossible for her to think he could ever be hopelessly in love. NOW FOR ARYAN...THE PERSON WHO IS EVOKING THE FEELINGS OF HOPELESS LOVE IN HIM IS THE ONE TELLING HIM SHE ISN’T CAPABLE OF THE FEELINGS....CAN YOU IMAGINE THE SIRENS GOING OFF IN HIS HEAD?????

This was basically Imlie saying she’d never take him seriously when he chooses to be more open about his feelings towards her. because she just SAID the very idea is so absurd for her that she cannot wrap her head around it! HIS HURT MAKES SENSE. BUT SO DOES HER EXPLANATION??

Imlie’s a victim of love. she loved and she lost..OH THE WAY AND THE THINGS SHE LOST...will haunt her for a long LONG time. she cannot even fathom the possibility of ever going through that again any time soon. she thinks this loving and losing is part of her growing up. BUT. Aryan for her is already a grown up! she looks up to him because his control is something she aspires to have. for her to think ARYAN, the strongest person in her life currently, to fall victim to the SAME weakness...of COURSE she wouldn’t entertain the idea!

and...SHE DOES SEE HIM! she sees him which is why she said he has bigger plans to pursue. now she doesn’t KNOW what those plans are but she has enough understanding of him to know that someone like Aryan would not be just living his days without having a bigger goal to achieve. Imlie sees Aryan but she has seen him but like everything else..her vision is selective when it comes to him. she doesn’t imagine him when he’s all alone and just Aru. she doesn’t want to. and I guess I get her? so it’s safer for HER to see him just as Aryan Singh Rathore. a friend. a selfless friend with whom she can share anything...on whom she can rely on...and be safe with ke yaaar isske saath koi lafday nahin honge. that’s her defense mechanism working. I can’t blame her.

UFF THE BGM IN THE SCENE THOUGH. IT WAS SO GOOODDD!!!

I think I’ll say some more about it later.

Abhi ke liye bohat hai.

#imlie #arylie #arylie ki pasoori #tellywood

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★ “Stardom will go away. It is not permanent. ” – Salman Khan!

He is Bollywood’s evergreen lover boy ‘Prem’, favourite action star, ‘Chulbul Pandey’ and without any doubt, the ‘Tiger’ of the film industry. We are talking about the man who needs no introduction, Salman Khan. After ‘Race 3’ in 2018, Bollywood’s beloved ‘Bhaijaan’ is all set for the release of his next film ‘Bharat’ on the occasion of Eid 2019 and gets candid with CineSpeaks on the film, it’s plot and much more. Read to know further.

Q) So Salman, the film is about to release, the songs are amazing and the trailer is fantastic is well. So tell us something. How are you feeling inside?

Salman – Everything is there in the film which we look forward to. Action, comedy, thrill, drama everything but the main reason why the film has been done is because of the ‘plot’ of the film. The fact how a 9 year old boy has been given the task to take care of his mother, 3 siblings and how he does that to ensuring they finally settle down and marry. From the age of 9 to 72,his journey and everything. It’s lovely.

Q) Seems like it pretty much reflects you in reality because you are always so supportive towards your parents and friends?

Salman – It’s actually ‘ulta yaar’. They have been supporting me throughout. I need the support. (Laughs)

Q) Do Fridays make you nervous anymore?

Salman – Hahaha. If 2-3 go wrong, I will be.. But till now, inshallah has been good. Even though we talk about ‘Race 3’, it did more than 170 crores. So inshallah going good as of now.

Q) We heard there were changes in the story and script. Tell us about that.

Salman – See, I had narrated the story to Sooraj(Barjatya) and he made a very nice suggestion. After that when me and Ali spoke, I told him that they should not get married. Otherwise the whole thing gets diluted. Him taking care of the mother, siblings, father etc, the whole point gets a little diluted. So bass itna nahi.

Q) Salman, you are the only actor whose presence itself just makes the audience go wild..they clap, whistle and what not and due to this, you are still at the top. Do you think you are still the biggest heavyweight in front of the new stars?

Salman – Uparwaale ne mujhe nawazaa hai.. Fans ka support hai bass and undying support. Pata nahi wo mujh mein kya dekhte hai ki unka wo side nikal aata hai. Also the kind of films I do or have been doing till now, I have been seeing them since childhood and used to react the same way. So now when I am on the other side of it on screen, I feel I am sitting there with my fans and watching it and it somewhere gives me a feel that I would want my hero to do these things. So that’s it.

Q) Do you watch shows on the web as in digital?

Salman – When I start, I end up finishing 4 seasons. It’s dangerous and addictive man.

Q) So which are the ones you watched?

Salman – I saw ‘Game of Thrones’ till the 4th episode and then couldn’t see it after that because ek break lag gaya tha aur phirr ho nahi paya. I finished ‘Vikings’ recently. Then ‘Taboo’, ‘Arrow’, Then I watched ‘Peaky Blinders’ as well. I want to now watch ‘Money Heist’. There are 3-4 more.

Q) You are a magnanimous superstar today. You have name, fame and everything today. Is there anything still on the dream list?

Salman – Hahah sadly enough, dream karne ka utna time hai nahi mere paas kyunki main utna sota nahi hoon. Toh yeh chakkar hai. Kaise dream karu?

Q) Salman, where do you think your stardom is heading? You are confident of it being there always?

Salman – Stardom will go away. It’s not permanent. I think fortunately enough, Me, Shah Rukh, Aamir and Akshay are the only ones who have been able to hold it for so long. Otherwise it’s not easy to keep it going for such a long time. I am sure after a few years, our box office collections too would end up being 8%, 10% etc. But thankfully enough, that phase hasn’t started yet.

Q) Salman, a few days back, Akki told us that he can do action oriented movies till 56 57 maybe. How long do you think you will be able to do it?

Salman– Not too long I guess. Another 30-35 years max. (Grins)

Q) Coming to marriage, have you been approached for marriage by anyone till now?

Salman – No man. I am dissapointed. I haven’t been approached for marriage.

Q) Are you upset with Priyanka regarding leaving the film?

Salman – No, not at all. I think it was a very brave, bold and great decision that she chose to get married at a time like this when she got a big film like ‘Bharat’. She had also come to the house once to talk about it where she said she is going to get married.. So I initially asked her if she wants adjustments in the dates or not. Then I got the vibe that she isn’t willing to do the film anymore so I said fine enough and fair enough. At a time when people wait to get married for a major film in their career, she has gone ahead to marry and left a film. So it’s such a bold thing to do. Damn good man.

Q) Your mother, Salma aunty said that ‘Film mein 70 age mein wo jitne handsome lag rahe hai reality mein bhi 70 mein wo itna hi lagenge’. What do you have to say on that?

Salman – She said that? Wow.. Nahi pata tha yaar. I mean what can I say? Have you seen her husband at 84? The way he looks. (Smiles hinting at his father Salim Khan)

Q) Salman, you think your change in look will be widely accepted or are you nervous?

Salman – See, I heard throughout my life that ‘Agar hero ke baal chale gaye toh wo nikal gaya hero bracket se’. In ‘Tere Naam’, I removed my hair and that look was accepted. Not just once, I have done it 2-3 times. So I am sure it will be well received.

Q) Last but not the least, whose idea was it to cast Jackie Shroff?

Salman – Mera. I know kal Ali isska credit leke bhaag jayega issliye maine pehele se bol diya haan. Mera idea tha. (Laughs)

#salman khan #bharat #text interview #interview #stardom

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Kasautii Zindagi Kay - Episode 1: Episodic rant

Just started watching first episode of Kasauti, literally 2 min in. I already have things to say 🙈

Ekta ne itne saare mandir aur bhagwan dikha diye. Bhagwan bhi bol rahe honge bas kar de meri maa. Tera serial chal jayega. Mujhe chain se rehne de!!

Ok so I haven’t really watched an Ekta show in over a decade now so imagine the amount of nostalgia that hit me when I heard ‘Ram-Arti’ in Basu house. Like children, I was back to school for a min there!!!

Sharma family looks sweet.

Damn Mohini Basu giving me major Devdas vibes. But the actress looks gorgeous.

The way she smiled at Anurag was so creepy though 😂

Pooja bannerjee looks so good in her jogging gear. But so NOT digging her ethnic look. Too much.

And how in the hell she got ready like that in 2 min?! BC yaha baal suljhane ko 5 min lag jate hai!

OMG my eyes!! Her gold digger of husband is wearing neon orange sequined kurta! Bloody burnt my eyes!

Tapur Basu looks like a rebel.

My boy looks so good in that dhoti and bare back 😍🙈

Prerna taking almost right amount of time for getting ready. *approving nod*

Mohini and Nivedita Basu look like that they came out of an early 19th Century Bengal.

Yikes!! Why did they mix this weird sad version of title track in the mix of Arti. Like we all know these two are doomed to be star crossed lovers, no need to ruin a good shot.

I like how they revealed both their faces at the same time! Erica looks pretty. And Parth looks like a good boy. Never thought he could look like that while watching him Manik Malhortra.

Also, I like how there hasn’t been a single dialogue so far but they managed to sort of establish basic characteristics/first impression of all the characters quite well.

*Snort* Establishing how Anurag & Prerna are polar opposites. Ek waqt ke sath chalta hai and dusre ki waqt se banti nahi.

Sharma Mom dad sound like they are Bihari. Were they from Bihar in original show too? I can’t remember!

So typical of an Indian mother to think that ladki ka ghar kaise basega agar wo sab kuch apne mann ki karti hai.

Hayeee mera biba munda, oh sorry bhalo chele (I hope i pronounced that right! Its been a while since I heard someone speak in bengali)!!

Lol Moloy Basu is constantly on his wife’s case 😁

Also, Looks like Anurag is younger than Nivedita.

Ooooooooo return of Tina!!! She is Sonakshi, I mean Prerna’s friend!! I loved her in krpkab!!

Okay this is embarrasing, I am swooning at a sweaty Anurag Basu 🙈 But I love Parth Samthaan, okay :D

Lmao, Girls thinking Anurag is gay just because he doesn’t give them any bhav 😀

WTF!! Mai weather updates check karta hu daily 🤣🤣

Thank god he plays football nahi to he would have been so boring 😁😁

Also, who this random guy talking about their conversation.

And who talks about the same thing everyday.

God this Saloni chick is annoying.

Lol Moloy is so not listening to his wife’s snobbish jabber. He is bloody listening to Sheila ki Jawani 😂😂😂

Return of Erica’s AUNTIJI 😁 Lagta hai yeh har show mai apni hone wali saas ko auntiji he bolne wali hai hai!!

Pujo celebrations look so magnificent though. Note to self: Go to Kolkata during durga puja!!

OMG Major Ishvari Dixit vibes from Mohini Basu. Three daughters but crazy over the only son. What crap!!

Anurag and Prerna look so good together!! Such pretty faces.

Komolika is going to be Chandrika’s Sister or something.

What a thing to ask from Maa Durga Prerna!! Tufaan peeche he khada hai 😏

Ooh he just held her hand while Arti. Bas Devi ne aashirvad de diya hai!!

Moloy Basu ke dimag ki ghanti baji!!

Lmao is she really going to ask him if he is gay!!

Hahahaha, he just said he likes boys!!

He just cracked a freaking Meta joke 😂😂

He has got sense of humor. Sign me up!!

Ok who is this Modern day Mahishasur? And what a cliched way of showing that he is bad. SMOKING & DRINKING. Such a bad trait. Regular people don’t do it at all!!

Why aren’t these two removing chunari from their faces 🤔

Precap:

Hero saves the day!! That jump is so extra.

I am pretty sure he is not talking just about Prerna when he says, jo cheez lene aaya hu usse liye bina nahi jaunga.

#honestly I didn't think I would do this #but the moment i started watching the show i just had too many thought #so had to went them out #also what's the tag for this show #kasautii zindagii kay 2 #kzk 2 #kzk2 #anurag basu #prerna sharma #parth samthaan #erica fernandes #episodic rant #episode one #25/09/2018

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10 Games I Played in 2017, Roughly Ranked

This is wildly long lol so have fun, idiots

#10: DESTINY 2

This is sort of awkward. Destiny 1 was a game I enjoyed with small reservations; it was obvious how hampered they were by their own backend in creating new content and design spaces to explore, prior to The Taken King. Even then, it had shining moments of joy for me. I adored the goofy dead ghost hunting like halo 2/3 skullfinding, using every trick at your dispoaal to find another morsel of insane, well-crafted tidbits of lore for this world that the game itself rarely even touched on, let alone explored. Destiny 2 was supposed to be the "we listened and we're fixing it" for that game, and a needed jump to a new backend that would free them to create the things they dreamed of.

The grimoire was removed wholesale, those bits of lore still true presumably but inaccessible in the game again. Instead of finding ghosts, you examine objects in the world, getting a 2-sentence Nolan North quip that usually is more funny than it is educational about this sprawling world they created. And it doesn't save that anywhere. We actually moved backwards in term of the lore's accessibility to the player, somehow. The game itself is still Destiny, helmet popping and aiming down sights and kicking balls around the tower, and it's storyline was ambitious in a way the original was not, actually making you feel at least a little weak for about 10 minutes before you're back to killing Fallen and then doing donuts on your Sparrow on top of their corpse. The game treats itself as both too serious and totally unserious in the same breath, a monologue of serious consequences punctuated by Cayde cradling a chicken and petting it gently. It's good, but it remains to see if it'll reach the same comfortable spot Destiny 1 got to by the end of it's lifespan.

9: NIOH Here's where I admit that some of these games I've played, in that I played it for a few hours and haven't had time to return to it. I have it on good faith that Nioh is an incredible game, and from the bits I've touched I know that to be at least probably true. I've heard it described more as a Diablo-esque loot-game pretending to be a Dark Souls ball-busting difficulty monster than vice versa. It's something I'm hoping to come back to, and if I'd been able to spend more time with, I likely would have put much further up the list.

8: Dishonored: Death of the Outsider Another game I fuckin' haven't had time to complete, Death of the Outsider is the thing I and several friends have wanted for years; Billie Lurk fucking shit up. And her powerset rules. I'm only like 2 missions in, but I'm looking forward to finishing the rest sometime before Christmas, hopefully. Dishonored 2 was definitely a game I was thrilled to play, and I know this will be more of the same.

7: Resident Evil 7 What could be better than the creeping horror of a deranged family out in the Louisiana Bayou? Resident Evil 7 was honestly so unbelievably effective at learning from the last 5+ years of immersive horror games while still, at it's heart, being a goofy Resident Evil game under that. That style clashes at times; The moment when you go outside to the courtyard of the mansion and find a double-keycard locked door when the most advanced thing in the whole house before now has been the goofy projector-doors that hearken back to the ancient history of the series. I think it sticks it's landing well, with a good lategame twist and plenty of goofy superscience in between. I've been meaning to go back to it for the Chris Redfield DLC, but I don't know if I actually want to, to be honest. That game was a fun ride, and they did their best to add the usual replay stuff like a NG+ gun and such, but I think I'm okay leaving it where I left it, on good terms.

6: Tacoma I bought the hoodie that came with a LUNAR TRANSFER STATION TACOMA patch Fullbright sold long before that game had it's transformation following feedback from beta testers, and I never stopped looking forward to it coming out. Gone Home was like a...I won't say formative, because it isn't true, but it was definitive for me. A story about two girls falling in love together doesn't come around that often, and the attention to the setting and feel of being in this old, deeply lived in house. Tacoma shows that same love of character and place in spades, giving you an even more intimate look at the world the crew of the Tacoma lived in together. I honestly lost it when I noticed during a scene that next door, their cat was asleep on the shelf above the laundry machine. Just the smallest details and love shown for everyone involved broke my heart and put it back together in a different shape. A vision of a world utterly fucked by corporatist greed such that they are essentially their own extragovernmental entities, and people live on anyway, just being people. It's so sad, but still sort of hopeful? Even if the world is garbage, people will keep on living as best as they can. It's very millennial of myself to find solace in that idea, honestly, but that's this game for you, one crafted based on the excesses of the last decade spiraling out of control.

5: Final Fantasy XIV: Stormblood In any other year, this game would be #1. You're gonna hear me say that a few more times here before we're done. Final Fantasy 14 has been a constant in my life for the last 3 years, delivering again and again the sort of joy that only comes from a game lovingly made by people dedicated to their own love of the genre, the setting and their playerbase. That's the only way I can describe it, lovingly crafted. Naoki Yoshida loves this game, and so does his team, and every inch of that game radiates this. The storyline itself is a little meandering, jumping from a failed revolution to formenting a successful one, to returning triumphant with new armies and allies at your back. Everyone in that game is, again, a joy to be around. It has a somewhat similar roadtrip feel to Heavensward, but never treads the same ground in the same way. It's more like...taking your friend abroad to another country, while Heavensward was a road trip across a state that stops and starts in fits and spurts. I don't know if this expansion will hold my attention in the same way that Heavensward did, or that A Realm Reborn did. I don't know if I have that part of myself that's willing to ride with an MMO across the lifetime of it's expansion this time. I want to support this game, and the people who make it, and my friends who do still ride with it. But this might be my last expansion.

4: Tales of Berseria If this came out any other year, it might be my game of the year. You'll hear that 2 more times before we're done. I've never been a Tales person. I know people who are, and I understand the mystique, but I never Understood it until repeated praise (and some very cute lesbian ship art) forced my hand into buying it. I don't know if I'm gonna be ok when I finish it. The game is very baldly about doing bad things. The protagonist is a demon on a blatantly self-destructive revenge quest against the self-appointed savior of the world, aided by a demon swordsman who wants to kill his brother, a witch with existentially depressed ennui, a boy who barely knows who he is, a pirate cursed to bring ruin to those around him, and a pure maiden with a tragic backstory trying to do good in the world who has fallen in with them through a series of missteps so comic they're mostly just sad. Together, this totally uncohesive group of misfits abandoned by the world, rejecting it and destroying everything that stands in their way. It crushes my heart on the regular. This is definitely a 60+ hour JRPG because I just got to hour 20 and there's absolutely still so much left to go. They've introed villain after villain, placing the shotgun on the mantelpiece for Velvet to mangle herself with just to kill them in the blast. This game breaks my heart. The world it's in is awful, every party member has been utterly ruined by some facet of it that happened to conflict with a totally normal thing they wanted. They're the devil's rejects. And I love every single one of them.

3: Butterfly Soup Remember all the praise I gave Gone Home back there? This game is like that for me this year. You can just make a game about some queer girls playing baseball and being in love, and I'll love it with all my heart. It's not hard for me to peg why I love it; Akarsha is like a fucking mirror pointed directly at my face with a moustache painted on it, Diya's anxiety and gay panic is so deeply relatable that I very nearly cried the first time she said the word Lesbian to herself and immediately tried to convince herself she's not gay. Brianna Lei's depiction of young, messy, goofy girls living with all the problems that happen to kids their age; insane parents, abuse, self-discovery, a lot of bad jokes and getting all too real at a moment's notice. I honestly cannot wait to see what else she can bring to the table.

1 (TIE): NieR: Automata If this game came out any other year, it would be #1 without effort. The original NieR did something at just the right time, with just the right amount of feeling. A rejection of the trend of father figures rescuing their child and getting the good ending, NieR was a quest to protect a girl to the detriment of everyone around the protagonist, including the girl herself. The final ending of that game ends with you erasing yourself from the world so that you never existed, to save someone who deserves to live and would have if not for you. NieR's destructive quest to protect his daughter literally destroys the world around him, disrupting millennia of careful planning and manipulation by people far smarter than him. All because they took his daughter. Damn the world, he wanted what was his. NieR: Automata follows another 10,000 years after that, in the same world, scarred by a war that broke out centuries ago. The game frequently lies to both you the player and you the protagonist, but the protagonist already knows better, and simply doesn't let on. The game focuses, instead, on the ways that something built by humans craves to become like its long-gone masters. Androids are built to be physically ideal, sexy and at times loving to one another, because that's what humans did. It's unclear if they chose this for themselves or if humans did it to them (and obviously Yoko Taro chose for them to be like this, human choice or no), but it's how they live. The machines they fight do the same, playing a phone game across millennia of what humanity was, trying to fill the holes in their life with gender binaries, sexual intercourse, children and family and love. What separates them from us? Are we any different? Do we deserve to be different? Do they? I don't know how to talk about this game coherently. There's so much there. People recently have been talking about it again, as lists like these come up, and so many bad takes are floating around that it crushes my heart. 2B's sexy, so the game is horny. It's bad because you have to replay it 5 times (no, wrong, bad). It's bad because 9S is a softboy and 2B could have been a lesbian with any of the women throwing themselves at her (come on, dude, at least try). I'm not gonna try to rebut any of these, because the game itself doesn't need my defense. It stands on its own. It's the best game I've played in the last 5 years, in all likelihood. It's definitely my favorite of the last decade.

1 (TIE): Persona 5 If this game came out on any other year, it would be #1 with a bullet. This game had an insanely tortured development cycle. Pushed back again, then again, then again. Remember that February 2012 graphic that used to go around, and likely will right around Valentine's Day? Characters were revamped, removed, redesigned 5 times in the case of Haru (who started out as a boy, somehow). But it's exactly the game I needed in 2017. I was a transplant in Texas in 2004, going into high school in a new state where we knew no-one and nobody. I was quiet, spending most of my time outside class reading the 6th Dark Tower novel, Song of Susannah, a 2 inch thich hardcover beast. Because it's high school, rumors started about whatever they thought I was because I was quiet and wore a hoodie to school regardless of the weather, hiding guns or knives or what have you. Akira's experience touched me, in ways I never thought I would be a decade after graduating. Shit, everyone touched me in some way. Yusuke's quiet acceptance of the abuse and labels applied to him by his teacher and his fellow students. Futaba's isolation in the wake of her mother's death hit me in the heart; I dropped out of college when my own mother had a spinal cord fusion in her lumbar spine that ruined her life, left her with 10% her previous mobility. I mourned for years. Haru's quiet demeanor and the immediate, effusive joy she displayed whenever she could be with her friends, no matter the context. Ryuji's bristling rage at authority that ridicules him. Even the side cast struck me in ways Persona 4 and 3 never did. Kawakami's tiredness with the world, her exploitation she brushes off as a fact of life. Takemi's cool acceptance of being forced from the job of her dreams into treating bruises and being blackballed by the world she worked to survive in. Sojiro's struggles with cruel family that would destroy the daughter he loves as his own. Persona 5 is a game about the ways that society is designed to strike down the odd man out, casting them aside as worthless or ridiculous. The simple girl run into a cult, the daughter of a model forced into a role she never asked for, the typecast and the downtrodden, who deserve so much better than the world they've been given. This is a deeply flawed game. Within hours of Ryuji standing side by side with Ann to defend her from the casual sexism of Kamoshida or any other number of aggressions, he becomes a slavering hound doing the same thing to his best friend. The writing, when it's not inconsistent, simply isn't there; Haru's final and rather grand entrance peters off into maybe a dozen lines she has in the main story following her introduction. 6+ years in development can do some bad stuff to a game. But I love it, despite all of that. I can see what this game could have been, with a less tortured development, with a director who didn't ask the character design to make all of the female confidants "cuter". With a more focused vision, a clearer goal, and a better route there. All of that said, I still love my satanic crime ring. And I probably always will.

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immj2 02.04.21 lb

vansh is talking to riddhima’s pic and all “tum hamesha zinda rahogi..... meri yaadon mein..... kahaan chali gayi ho tum riddhima????” alkdjlskdjslakdjlaskdjlk he’s literally this meme...

vansh: i lost my riddhima.............. 😥😥😥

riddhima [voice coming from a distance]: quit telling everyone i’m dead, you gargantuan dumbass!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

vansh: sometimes i still hear her voice........................ 🥺🥺🥺

lmao he still can’t stop flashing back to the kiss tho. dude you are honestly so damn stupid. she’s so willing to get down and dirty, koi toh scar, birthmark, nishaan, kuch toh hoga uske body pe that you can check for while getting nasty.

hallucination!riddhima is here to seduce him. lmao yeh toh sapne mein bhi peecha nahi chhodti. i love it.

haaaaye, he’s just sitting there making sweet heart eyes at her. it’s kinda cute.

OH MAN THIS IS ACTUALLY A GOOD HEARTMELT KINDA SCENE WHERE RRAHUL AND HELLY ARE KILLING IT WITH THEIR CHEMISTRY AND NOW I’M ANGRY THAT THEY’RE STUCK IN THIS FUCKALL SHOW WITH THESE DUMBASS CHARACTERS. THEY HAD SO MUCH FUCKING POTENTIALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL. thank god OTT is at least giving this much hotness.

shit i kinda miss screencapping now coz unf, their faces are so pretty. esp. in this candlelight. and rrahul’s puppy eyes, *sigh*

these two have a functional relationship only in dreams.

there’s a bed right behind her in that room, why is she sleeping in this chair like this???

ok mans confused as hell if this is his riddhima or not.

aaaaaaaaaand he remembered all her dhokas and is like NOPE. NOT MINE. kinda feel bad for him, but then writing that recap I did today reminded me of the numerous dhokas HE gave her and now i have no sympathy. suffer, fool. literally die in your tadap idgaf.

is there something in the water of this house these days, coz all the ladies are forever DTF. bechaara angre trying to slow things down but........... nope. sis just wants orgasms, not conversations about hopes and dreams and what not.

lol angre ko achche se mil raha hai, vansh ko at least sapne mein mil raha hai..... poor aryan, idhar lollipop ladki isko ghaas tak nahi daal rahi.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA SHE LITERALLY SAID “VANSH IS A MAGICIAN. I CAN TOTALLY PICTURE HIM IN THE ROBE, HAT, AND THE WAND.”

i’m sorry, i just had to.

aryan’s like badaaaaaaaa pyaar aa raha hai uspar? and she’s like i just.................. “admire” him. hmmmm.

aryan ke andar ka typical desi mard jaag utha and he’s all tu meri bandi hai, you gotta do what i say and lollipop ladki quite rightly shut his ass down. damn i think i might like her?????

someone’s sending aryan messages about riddhima being alive and asking for 2 crores WHICH HE INSTANTLYYYYY AGREED TO. DAMN, I NEED SOME RICH IDIOTS TO EXPLOIT THIS EASY.

gun leke nikal gaya woh. are we sure aryan isn’t a delhi boy????

lollipop ladki is here in vansh’s secret room and he’s like wtf, how???? and she was like, that bookshelf waala rasta was open, toh main aa gayi. 🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️ LMAO I THINK YOU NEED TO MAYBE SHIFT TO ANOTHER SECRET ROOM VANSH. LITERALLY EVERYONE KNOWS WHERE THIS ONE IS.

lollipop ladki’s got zeroooooooo wafaadari to aryan and i love it. so does vansh. halki halki respect dikh rahi hai uski aankhon mein at how she’s playing baby bro.

ugh aryan found riddhima.

seeeeeedha gun taan diya. yaar tum raisinghania bhaiyyon ko yeh kya keeda hai har waqt bandook leke baat karne ka?????

angre is here to save bhaabiji................

riddhima trying to wriggle outta it saying she’s not riddhima; aryan’s like idc, you have her thopdaaaaaa, you gotta die. poor helly shah’s face.

angre/aryan haathapaaai as angre screams his face off at riddhima’s dumb ass to fucken runnnnnn already.

riddhima refusing to leave angre. ABBE OH MANHOOSON ABHI TUM DONO KO SOOJA HAI BHAABI DEVAR WAALA PYAAR PEHLE NAHI HO SAKTA THA SO THAT THIS FUCKING SITUATION DIDN’T ARISE IN THE FIRST PLACE?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?

OH MOTHERFUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK NOOOOOOOOOOO ARYAN SHOT ANGREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE RIGHT IN THE HEARTTTTTTTTTTTTTT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

riddhima ki hattttttt gayi at that and she picked up the gun and shot at aryan for that. fucking amazing, i love it. she couldn’t bring herself to shoot at kabir for vansh, but jhatttttt se she could murder aryan for angre. see? platonic relationships >>>>>>>>>> romantic relationships, every. single. time.

angre giving speech about how he told her yest that he’d give up his life to protect her, and thus her dumb ass should be running rn or this is all gonna go to waste. oh man, don’t tell me angre’s dying. abhi abhi toh usse biwi ka pyaar naseeb hua tha.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ANGREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. HE CAN’T BE DEAD!??!?!? CAN HE????????/

ARYAN MADARCHOD TERE KO TOH MARNA HI HOGA AB. PATA NAHI KISKE HAATH ZAAYA HOGA TU, LEKIN LORD, I HOPE VANSH AND RIDDHIMA AND LOLLIPOP GIRL TAG TEAM AND PISTOL WHIP THE FUCK OUTTA YOU.

lmao aryan is such a dumbass; he’s like dadi will believe this video i make of riddhima being alive, and the video just has a shot of her running away with back to camera, no face whatsoever. this is literally why no one takes you seriously, bro.

precap: yet another vansh/riddhima shower scene tomm. andddddddddd riddhima pulls a gun on him. seems like an episode written especialllllly for my sensibilities!!!!

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BNHA self insert AU

Nani the heck is this? Read here!

Chapter 30: Ya Wey! Pinche Pendejo Wey!

To make things short of security for the hero class, the school is getting real tired of these twinks and their stubborn asses, so they’re being closely monitored but everyone has to fend for themselves. The intel students couldn’t care less about the notion, fuck these hero students.

-Homeroom, intel 2A class-

“Good morning students” Diya started class looking more run down than usual “as you all know, we don’t have to fend for those hero students as per Nezu’s say. So we’re back on track to our studying for finals” he motions toward Mimi, Jin and Me “and for you 3, labyrinth practice test is the day after the last day of the school year. I expect you to train independently for it.”

“Yes sir!” We barked back unison. Jin raises his hand.

“Yes Matsui?”

“Do we get priority for reserving training gyms on weekends?”

“Not sure but I’ll let you know by the end of the day” Diya clicked his pen to make a note for himself “But in other news, a few more redesigns came in for fitting plus there will be no field section for this final” he puts his pen in his breast pocket “since all of you have proven well enough that you can hold formations, lead others and follow weapon safety after all these villain attacks. That counted for field work credit and physical points, so no need to show me again things I know you’re great at.”

The class collectively sighed in relief, our concern was mostly on the physical part of the final because of vehicles and mechs portion. Now we can focus on what’s important. I go about my normal day and feel the most amount of dread entering my last class of the day.

“Class, today we will be doing some spar work” Aizawa announced after taking roll, which I guess is just marking me down as present “I have the pairings on this sheet, match ups are based on weaknesses and flaws in combat” he taped the sheet on the wall next to the door “as you walk out of the door to dress out, take a look at your pairing.”

I check mine and I got....Midoriya?! The one twink I didn’t want to be paired with. No matter, I had to do the thing and I just wanted to get it over with. We were all over the gym in our pairs, the goal was to use no quirks and improve weaknesses.

“Please go easy on me Palma-san” Midoriya whimpered as he bowed to me before we got things started in the gym “I know I’m no match against you.”

“Oh geez already with the weakness?” I scoffed “come at me like you would with a villain, right now is the time to show me up and take me down.”

“Okay, here I go” he cleared his throat “give back Kacchan! You villain!”

“I guess that works” I shrugged before striking at half force, Midoriya was taken back with my speed and directness “Izu at least try to hit me back” I connect my lunge punch to his chest after some quick punches “it’s embarrassing to see you so dependent of your quirk, what’s the point of all that alone training time in the grass if you can’t land a hand on me?!” I pushed him hard enough to knock him on his butt.

“You’re just so unpredictable and have zero weak spots!” he yells back as I tower over him “how am I supposed to take on the one person nobody has defeated yet? Or come close enough?!”

“I can think of 5 off the top of my head” spoke a voice that silenced the class “they’re all over her body and super obvious.”

The class muttered but I was getting defensive “WHO ARE YOU?! Show yourself coward!”

“Now now” spoke a different voice, an oddly familiar voice “I know mommy isn’t around but this that how you talk to your guests?”

“HEY if you’re just going to hide in the shadows and talk your big talk” I pound my chest to provoke “then you can go and eat my ass!” the class gasped at my hostility at these 2 voices.

“INAPPROPRIATE LANGUAGE YOUNG LADY! Someone oughta straighten you out!” as they finished their sentence, everyone saw a dark mass rise from the ground and morphed into my size and shape. Without warning, this mass lashes out at me and I dodge and avoid the best I could.

“Dirty tricks!” I grunted after realizing I can’t land any sort of attacks on this mass because I can phase right through it, like it was my shadow “can’t face me yourself!”

“Oh you want to lose today?” taunted the second voice “then so be it!” the sound of flute trill froze me in place, leaving me no chance to react.

“Nygh! I’m- stuck” I was full on panicking now and so was everyone else “who are you?!”

“It’s been nearly 2 years since our last meeting” footsteps followed with that statement “did you already forget about me?”

“Surely you remember me once I play your song” the second voice said with the flute introduction to Wave by Antonio Carlos Jobim playing, at that moment everything clicked.

“NO FREAKIN WAY!” a big dumb smile broke onto my face and the paralyzation lifted. I turned quickly to see my two mentors that helped me on my journey away from home “it’s you! it’s you, it’s you! AHHH!” I ran toward them chanting with my arms out for an embrace.

“Can someone please tell me what’s going on?” Kaminari bluntly asked “who are these two Palma-san?”

“Guys, these are my mentors, Mr. R. Lee Hemingway of US Homeland Intel and Sgrt Sergei of Austria Intel” I introduced them to the class “Hemingway here was actually my band teacher before I was sent away and he helped me with codes and technical stuff. Sergei was my weapons and quirk combat mentor when I was in Austria for those 2 weeks of transitional.”

“What kind of quirks are those?” Midoriya asked very forwardly.

“I have shadow manifest, if it casts a shadow, I can use it to fight or help retrieve” answered Sergei “good for long range but usually I let my Natasha do the dirty work” he whips out this polished black glock with the name ‘Natasha’ engraved in the handle in a fancy font.

“I have 2 quirks, sound wave and paralyze” Hemingway explained “I can produce sounds that can break anything with my whistling or, my personal favorite, with musical instruments!” he plays a plays a low note on the flute and it made Aoyama’s pants fall “that was a note low enough to break a belt buckle fastener. And I can paralyze any creature with just one look.”

“I didn’t know that was his hidden quirk!” I giggled “I just thought he was so intimidating that I just naturally froze in place when I pushed it too far.”

“Oh how you just LOVE to disobey me” he ruffled my hair “you haven’t changed a bit, have you? You little scamp!” he turned to the others “she makes it so hard to not like her! she’s super talented and smart that I’ve just grown accustomed to her defiance.”

“Yes, very much so” Sergei sighed “I pity the man that’ll end up marrying her and reproduce more curly-haired ‘fuck all the rules’ youngins.”

“Gah shut it you!” I playfully shoved Sergei “but why are you here? I’m pretty sure yall couldn’t just come to visit.”

“You’re right, we’re actually here to train you for your Labyrinth practice exam” Sergei cleared his throat “you and your squadron for the next few weeks.”

“We know all about all the added stress of these villains with flawed logic” Hemingway put his hand on my shoulder “so we’re here to give you 3 the best chance at completing the practice one so you can do the real one later in senior year.”

“Really? That’s so- wait a minute” I got sentimental until I remembered something “who sent you over?”

“Damn you’re good at this, it was your caseworker” Hemingway chuckled “I’m impressed by your intuition and quick thinking” he turned to Sergei “she really has come a long way from being my pupil and musical prodigy.”

“How was Palma-san in America?” asked Mina “is it true that she was a quiet and timid girl?”

“She was but that’s because you aren’t allowed to use quirks in public” Hemingway answered “since there’s no need for fighting as she was the most likeable and smart young lady in school, everyone painted her in this good light. But I guess you all see her as this strange, bold and powerful little lady that can do anything.”

“America doesn’t sound very progressive for what they claim to do on the news” Shoji thought aloud “No hero culture and no power to the people, just oppression.”

“Well if you put it like that then yea America fucking sucks” I laughed nervously then turned to the two men “shall we go to my squadron? I’d love to introduce them to you!”

“Yes lets!” Sergei responded “excuse us, it was very nice to meet all of you.”

We walked to the main building and I broke the silence “How’s everything back home? Any sign of break through?”

“I wish I could tell you that things are going to be okay” Hemingway deeply sighed like he didn’t want to say what he was going to say “they’ve claimed the whole district and killed everyone that tried to rise up against them” he stopped and turned to me to make full eye contact “they killed Gio, Rigo and Trigo. They formed into a vigilante trio to avenge you and they were slain one at a time by the gang.”

“My section?! They’re gone?” tears well up in my eyes, it seemed not that long ago we were messing around in the band room after practice “but they were such sweet boys, why would they-”

“Your death brought the bravery out of everybody to fight back” he wiped his tear “they followed your example of bravery to protect your friends and myself to bring attention that we are in desperate need of hero culture. I don’t know how many more deaths are needed to bring the change we need” he wiped my tears “but you’re leading the fight you started for a safer community.”

After some consoling and more updates from home, I introduce them to my squadron to get a full training run down. For the next 3 weeks, we’re on a strict regime of training, no drinking and no social time. Just hardcore training but we also had to miss out on all the fun things like the dance and kick-backs.

-Night of the dance, Hero dorms-

“Iida-kun, can you help me tie this?” Sero asked as he knocked on Iida’s door “If you aren’t too busy.”

“Oh no, please come in” answered Iida “what needs tying?”

“Iida-kun you aren’t even dressed?!” Sero exclaimed “weren’t you going with Palma-san to the dance?”

“Not this time” he got up from his desk chair to tie Sero’s bow tie “she’s under strict training for her practice test, she looked so sad when I asked her to be my date again and told me why she can’t go.” He sighs “That was a week ago and I’m a bit concerned for her, she hasn’t spend any social time with anybody since her mentors showed up.”

“Oh oof I’m sorry she had to decline” Sero sympathized with Iida “well, thanks for tying this for me! See you when we get back.”

-Meanwhile, in the Intel dorms-

“I don’t want to move!” Mimi groaned face down on the floor “my body feels broken.”

“It was nice of them to give us tomorrow as a healing day” Jin tried to make light of things after a very rigorous day of training “sucks that we can’t go dancing with the others.”

“Welp, I’m gonna have a soak” I floated myself to the bathroom “nothing like a hot bath to pass out in after a training day.” I take my bath and get envious of all the fun everyone is having at the dance and how I had to decline Iida’s offer to be my date. I imagine things going right if I went and maybe, just maybe, I’ll get that slow dance kiss. After getting pruny as heck, I dry off and get ready for bed when I get a text from Shinso.

[Hey, I heard you couldn’t go to the dance. Are you upset?]

[A little, I really wanted to dress up and one slow dance at least]

[Hmmm, that can be arranged... Meet me on the hero roof in 20 mins in any dress you have on hand.]

I start freaking out and show Mimi and Jin. They also get excited and help me choose a dress. I didn’t wait for Shinso to show up first, I teleported to the roof the moment I was ready. He arrived 3 minutes later.

“Oh, hey” Shinso was taken by surprise “I didn’t expect you to come early, were you waiting long?”

“Nah I teleported in like a minute ago” I kept my excitement contained “so I’m here, in the nicest dress I had in my closet” I smoothed out the front of my floral print chiffon dress “kinda wish I could’ve dressed up a bit more fancy.”

“Are you kidding me? You look stunningly gorgeous” he put down his bag to hold my hands in his “and in purple, my favorite color” he kissed my hands “I know you really wanted to go to the dance, so I wanted to bring a little bit of the dance to you” he took out a portable speaker and connected it to his phone to play a pre-compiled playlist, he bows and presents his hand “may I have this dance?”

I take his hand and giggle. We danced and I forgot that I was in pain earlier, my heart was fluttering in happiness, this is what I’ve always wanted a partner to do for me. “Ya know Hitoshi” we lock eyes “if I didn’t know better, I’d say you want something from me.”

“Like what?” he pulled me in closer “I know you’ve been working hard and I just want to do something nice, nothing to repay.”

“Are you sure I can’t repay you for your kindness?” I tilt my head “nothing at all?”

“Seeing you happy and being around you is enough for me” he changed his hand positions “I missed your company.”

“Yea, training has been rough on me” I put my head on his shoulder “just another week and a half of it then I take my practice exam.”

“I hope I can go see it” he puts a hand on the back of my head “I’m going home for the holidays but I’m not sure how soon I’m leaving.”

“Oh that’s exciting” I perked up “last year the whole hero class couldn’t leave for the holidays so just spent it together.”

“How did that turn out?” he chuckled.

“Annoying! Half way through festivities I teleported to the intel dorms and celebrated with my friends.” We spent more time talking and slow dancing. Forgetting about the time and longing for the right moment for a kiss. The moment finally presented itself when Love by Keisha Cole played, at the climax of the song we locked eyes and closed in for a kiss. This kiss was different, it gave me those sweet and warm feelings in my chest...Shinso is the one, game over y’all, this is love.

“Wow, so that’s how it feels like” he says after pulling away from the kiss “to kiss you after pinning you for so long.”

“You, pinning me?” I was being sarcastic “no way!”

“I guess a confession is in order huh?” he laughed off my comment and motioned me to sit on the blanket he laid out “Let me start from the beginning, it’s embarrassing but, I’ve had a crush on you since you came back from you 1st practice test.”

“The first?- OH! the pro-hero take down one?”

“Yeah that one” he held my hand “since then, I’ve been just observing you from afar and practicing my proper introduction to you because I wanted to stand out from the rest that was trying to get your attention. Since then, every time you waved hello to me in the hall or talk to me in passing, I lose my cool once you’re out of sight. I developed my feelings over time as you helped me with my placement exam, I’ve never met someone so kind and charismatic as you” he diverted his gaze “not going to lie, when I saw you holding hands with Iida, I got jealous until you said he’s just a friend. I just really wanted to be the one to hold your hand and have all of your attention like the way you looked with him” he squeezed my hand a little “but who knew that you already had eyes for me, all the playful moments and serious ones spent together. It has made me confident to say that I like you and I want to be all yours...but,”

“But what?” I asked softly as I felt his tone change and his hand letting go of mine.

“I understand that this isn’t the right time to start something” he looks to the starry sky “life is putting you through the ultimate test and you can’t be spending your energy on romantic relationships, at least not now” he turns to me “I won’t be the added stress to your life like everyone else, when the time is right, we’ll start our chapter.”

“You’d really wait for me?” I asked, in near tears “am I really worth the trouble?”

“Of course you are” he caresses my face “I’d never let you slip out of my hands and wait as long as it takes.” We kissed again and again, the ease of mind made me that much more excited for the day we’d be in a serious relationship.

-Fast forward, day of the Labyrinth practice test-

“AGENTS!” Hansai barked at the first years in the auditorium with multi-paneled screens “as you know, our beloved trio of upper-classmen are going to take the labyrinth practice test, take note on their techniques and quick thinking as you might need it when you go on your internships in a few days.”

“LABYRINTH PRACTICE EXAM IS IN FULL SESSION” blared the announcer on the speakers “AGENT 21, J.MATSUI WILL BE DEPLOYED IN 30 SECONDS.”

“Our King is going up first” blurted out one of the underclassmen “I hope he makes it out!”

-Meanwhile, at the exam-

“Breathe baby boy” Mimi hypes up Jin “you have studied the blade and now is the time to cut ‘em!”

“Thanks guys” he walks up to the double doors to the starting area “I’ll see you on the other side.”

“You’ll do amazing sweetie!” I yell as he walked through the open door. Mimi and I await in the holding area for more announcements. 10 minutes later we get an update.

“J.MATSUI IS UNABLE TO CONTINUE THE EXAM, CAPTURED IN THE 3RD STAGE.”

“Oh no, poor baby” Mimi gasped “I wonder what happened? He never gets caught lacking.”

“AGENT 20, M.M.OLESHIN WILL BE DEPLOYED IN 30 SECONDS.”

“See you on the other side” I give Mimi a quick hug “you’ll do great.”

“See you on the other side” Mimi said as the double doors started to open “I love you.” I sat alone in the holding area, tapping my fingers on my knees to calm myself. What seemed forever, I finally get an update.

“M.M. OLESHIN IS UNABLE TO CONTINUE THE EXAM, KNOCKED UNCONSCIOUS IN THE 6TH STAGE”

“Oh fuck” I yelped “she was also caught lacking, she’s always so careful not to. What the hell am I up against?!”

“AGENT 19, I.PALMA WILL BE DEPLOYED IN 30 SECONDS.”

I walk up to the double doors to await my time “Lord, if you’re listening” I look up to the celling “please grant me the courage and strength to complete this exam.” The double doors open and I dash in to the first stage, a simple task, find the key to the hostage’s shackles for a later stage and gather intel on the ‘villain’ on the final level. “hmmm, so they’re a fire quirk villain. Doesn’t seem too difficult.” Second level was defusing, simple cut the blue wire situation and check for other explosives. Third level was taking down a group of lackeys, though difficult, I powered through to move on. Fourth level was retrieve the object without triggering the alarm or traps, easy peasy with my quirk. The fifth level was were I ran into trouble, it was an empty room and I couldn’t figure out what to do at first. After 5 minutes of looking around, the room filled with smoke, making visibility difficult. I get to the next stage door and see it was different than the others, it had a 4 digit pin code to unlock! I remembered something from the 1st stage and used it as the pin-code, lucky me, the door opened. With no time to catch my breath, I close in on the sixth stage. I see why Mimi was defeated, Eraserhead was in this room.

“Well! I was hoping to see you Miss Agent” Aizawa flashed his smile at me “what tricks are you going to play for me?”

I lower my visor and reach for my pocket “I’m gonna juggle!” I pull out 3 black balls from my pocket and wave them in my hands “lookie lookie! no quirks!” I start juggling.

“Well I’ll be damned, the circus is in town” Aizawa laughed “do a backflip!”

“Okie dokie!” I toss the balls up and do the back flip, the moment the balls hit the ground a blinding flash of white ignited.

“Flash grenades, dirty tricks!” Aizawa grunts as he rubs his eyes. But it was too late, I dashed behind him to copy the erasure and activated it before he could turn around. He realized what I’ve done and chuckled “you never cease to amaze me, but try this on for size!” he used his capture device but with some quick thinking, I used the net gun before the device reached me.

“That was fun” I propped him up on a pillar “see you later!”

“Best of luck Miss Palma!” he yelled as I ran through the double doors.

Stage seven, just this one and one more to complete. I was met with a barricaded door to the next level with a timer with 4 minutes on the clock. I worked quickly to move what I could with my quirk and kick down plus brass knuckle my way to the rest of the blockage. Thank Sergei for all that extra muscle conditioning so I could make this possible, and just in the nick of time too! I had 30 seconds to spare and I bolted to my final stage. I arrive to a room with a group of hostages but no ‘villain’ in sight.

“Help us, help us!” yelled one of the hostages.

Upon getting closer, I see that among the hostages is Iida and Todoroki “Oh my, don’t worry! I’m here to release you” I unlock their shackles and remember what I was supposed to say in the situation “is anybody hurt or in need of medical attention?” I await a response, none of them spoke up “please come this way for the rescue team to retrieve you” I lead them to the marked area and do a simulated ping “19 to rescue, all 5 hostages are gathered and ready for transport” I turn to the hostages as the double doors open “please follow the rescuer’s instructions and stay together.”

“WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU’RE GOING!” bellowed a voice behind me and I just knew it was the ‘villain’ I was supposed to fight. I turn around and see none other than Endeavor.

“Eww is that your dad Shoto?” I was in genuine disgust.

“Yes that’s him” he turns to me “beat his ass Palma-san, like he deserves it.”

“With pleasure Shoto!” I crack my knuckles and face my opponent “so you’re the so called mastermind of this here circus ey?!”

“I’m- not running a circus?” he scratches his head and mutters “did I read my script wrong.”

“It’s going to take more than clowns and tricks to take me down!” I strike a defense pose “because I got the power of God AND Anime on my side!”

“What do those have to-” I interrupt him with dashing forward to throw my pocket sand in his face “puh! what the hell was that! it’s in my eyes!” he covers his face and I slap him a couple times to pester and copy his quirk.

“Heh! not so tough are ya clown master?!” I taunt as I circle him to check if he has any sort of stun device or remote controls on him “LOOK AT ME!” he struggles to see me but once I activated his quirk, he went pale.

“That’s my- GIVE MY QUIRK BACK YOU BRAT!” he lunges forward but I predict his next moves “that’s enough playing!” he gets aggressive and launches me against the wall like a rag doll.

“I won’t let you get the best of me!” I yelled as I staggered to pick myself up “I have inner demons way scarier than you!” my visor cracked and fell off my head, exposing my face and the bloody, shallow cuts on my forehead.

“You’re just a little girl!” he laughed “defeating you will be like-”

“I’m not your children, you can’t beat me around like them!” I snapped back, giving a mischievous smile.

“ENOUGH!” his flames ignited “I’m going to wipe that smile off your face!”

“Try me bitch!”

-In the control room-

“Oh wow she’s really tearing him down verbally” Hemingway observed the surveillance feed “she might actually win this one.”

“That’s our girl” Mimi puffed her chest out like a proud friend “I’m very excited to see her finishing fire move, The Rising Phoenix!”

“I love that move!” Todoroki gasped “I can’t get it quite right but it’s a beautiful fire power move.”

“Never mind that!” Iida exclaimed “how are you all okay with her getting pummeled like that?!” he points at the screen with a chop as she gets hit hard enough to get airborne.

“Give it time! It’s all part of her plan” Jin assured Iida “you worry way too much over her.” They all watch as she lures the ‘villain’ into her trap but she’s very beaten, battered and bloody like she’s about to collapse.

“That’s it! I’m doing something about this!” Iida charges toward the control panel where the proctor was sitting to press the ‘emergency stop’ button.

“You foolish boy!” cried out the proctor “you sabotaged both of them!”

-In the final stage-

As I lifted my arms to do my finishing move, I get hit by something just outside my range of vision. Next thing I know I was on the floor, paralyzed looking up at the high vaulted celling. I hear the sirens wail and the sound of 4 people yelling my name and running.

“Please baby girl! speak to me!” Mimi begged as she scooped me up from the ground.

“What happened?” I asked confused “did I lose control? Did I hurt myself?”

“No no! you didn’t” Sergei kneeled down to my level “someone interfered with your exam, this wasn’t supposed to happen! You were about to win too!”

“What? Who did it?” I looked at Mimi, Jin, Hemingway and Sergei, all of them had the same expression of anger “I promise I won’t get mad! Please tell me.”

“It was glasses” Jin clenched his jaw “he did his heroics and hard stopped everything.”

“Never mind, I’m enraged now” I was too numb to show how mad I was “also can I get the antidote to this paralyzer? It’s getting harder to breathe.”

“Right!” they all said collectively and I was whisked away to the infirmary.

I was on bed rest for a week due to my many injuries. As I laid around, my anger grew and I wished Shinso was around to vent and forget about everything. He left the morning of my exam and won’t be back until after New Years. Mimi and Jin banned Iida from visiting me or even getting near me, which is a good thing, otherwise I’d be in a full blown fist fight with him. That’s how close I am to exploding in anger. The more I stayed cooped up, the more I want to just roam the city and do something that isn’t laying around. I finally had it and got dressed up to go somewhere for a bit in the evening. Mimi and Jin gave me my space to do this but Iida was persistent in talking to me. As I made my way to the parking lot on the dorms to get to my car, Iida zoomed out of the hero dorms.

“Hey! Ita I was just noticing that you’re heading out” he stood in front of my drivers side, preventing me from unlocking my car “may I accomp-”

“No” I said firmly, trying to hold back my anger “I’m fine thank you very much, I wish to go alone.”

“But I want to talk to you” he put his hands on my shoulders, I push them off me “I know you’re upset and I want to-”

“Oh ho! Upset? You think I’M upset” I scoffed with my anger levels rising “Tenya, I’m fucking ENRAGED! Because once again, your unnecessary heroics ruined everything!” hot angry tears poured out of my eyes “I trained so long and hard for that exam and because of your little act, I’m at risk of not only failing that exam but also getting my tuition money taken way because of my failure to complete the exam!” I look into his eyes to drive my point “I don’t want your apologies nor comfort, I want to be left alone.”

“Please Ita, listen to me” He grabs my arm to stop me from walking away “don’t push me away again, lets go and-”

“Let. Go. Of. Me.” I growled in warning “I want to be alone.”

“No, I won’t allow you to just disappear again!” his grip tightened “lets work things out like friends.”

The word ‘friends’ hit me the wrong way and I lashed out “I said I don’t WANT TO TALK!” I thrash about until I was out of his grip “I don’t need a friend right now, I need to clear my head in solitude” I turn around and fast walk toward the main road. Before Iida could react, she teleported away.

“Ita?! ITA?! COME BACK” wailed Iida as he ran toward where she stood before disappearing “I’m sorry, so sorry, come back” he horsely spoke as tears fell from his face, his legs buckling and giving out, making him fall “I’m a bad friend, what do I do to make up for my mistakes.” Moments later, Midoriya and Kirishima walk up to Iida’s sobbing mess on the ground.

“Iida-kun? We saw what happened” Midoriya gently spoke “is she going to be alright going out on her own like that?”

“I don’t know” he didn’t move from his spot “just leave me here to rot like the bad friend I am.”

“None of that Iida-kun!” Kirishima flipped Iida over to show his face “you’re not a bad friend, just too heroic” he extended his hand out to help Iida up “Palma-san has every right to be angry and we need to give her the respect to clear her mind” Iida refuses his hand “she always comes back, this time is no different.”

“He’s right Iida-kun” Midoriya puts his hands on Iida’s arm “lets go inside and wait for her to come back, it’s starting to get really cold lately so she can’t be out too late.”

-In downtown-

“Stupid Tenya” I mutter as I make my way through the town square “he thinks everything can be solved with a meal and slow dancing, well not this time!” I walk through the much more un-urbanized part of town, the traditional look of the shops and street was pleasing to me. I wander around to get familiarized myself with the area since I’ve never been in the area. My wandering got me lost after what seems like hours, winding up in an alleyway that leads to what seems like a warehouse district. “Maybe if I go back I can find a familiar spot and teleport to town square, I can go get something to eat” I tell myself as it was getting dark and the area wasn’t as well lit. I felt the chill creep up my arms as it got darker but I was still lost, coming back to the same alleyway, now even darker and spookier. “How the hell do I keep coming back here?” I get annoyed with myself “guess I’ll just try to navigate on my phone” I check the GPS and I don’t have a strong enough signal to get located. I was too busy trying to get signal that I didn’t see that I was getting barricaded from the alley entrance.

“There you are~” spoke a familiar voice “so this was your little hiding place?”

I stopped dead in my tracks “It can’t be” I uttered in fear. Looking up and at the voice I see two people, one in a wheelchair and one pushing the wheelchair but I knew who they were “No...it’s not possible!”

“Oh but it is!” spoke the man in the wheelchair “and you were right! That quirkless boyfriend of yours did have a use to me after all. Too bad it lead to your demise, he loved you so.”

“Humberto would NEVER help you!” I screamed, trying to show hostility “what did you do to him?!”

“OH! Being stand off-ish?” his tone petty as hell “fine by me! I came here to eradicate you, like I said I would but with more vengeance.”

“That won’t happen” I got in my stance “I’ve done more than just hiding for 2 years, you’ll never win Johnny!”

-To be continued-

#bnha #mha #self insert au #not canon #chapter 30 #will update regularly #ask me anything #next one will be up in 3 days #then an update in the FAQ

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